On the occasion of Children's Literature Conference Dhading on September 13, 2008, we spoke a lot on children's rights. Speaking about children from well-embellished stage, raised above the ground in a very comfortable government hall was really pleasing. We were excited, and equally excited was the CDO of the district. We talked of a Nepal of our dreams, where every child shall go to school, and every one love and respect. After the program we were taken to a hotel, where rooms had been booked for our night stay.
Tired, we rang the bell, and ordered cold drinks and snacks. Within five minute a child of around ten walked in with both of his hands packed up with our stuffs. He moved in, placed the snacks on the table and gently said, "Sir, Khaja!" Khaja is what we say in Nepali for snacks.
His voice went straight into our hearts and reminded us of the program during the day. We did not however say anything. The child moved out.
Thereafter every bell we rang was answered by the child. Our foods and water came with him. He collected the used dishes and the left over. When we could no longer bear, one of our team member said, "Bhai, you are so small; why do you work in a hotel?"
The child did not speak a word. He looked at us in turn and moved out.
There are thousand children in this country, who cannot answer this question. We are also equally helpless in seeking answers? Can we all join hands and do something?
Tired, we rang the bell, and ordered cold drinks and snacks. Within five minute a child of around ten walked in with both of his hands packed up with our stuffs. He moved in, placed the snacks on the table and gently said, "Sir, Khaja!" Khaja is what we say in Nepali for snacks.
His voice went straight into our hearts and reminded us of the program during the day. We did not however say anything. The child moved out.
Thereafter every bell we rang was answered by the child. Our foods and water came with him. He collected the used dishes and the left over. When we could no longer bear, one of our team member said, "Bhai, you are so small; why do you work in a hotel?"
The child did not speak a word. He looked at us in turn and moved out.
There are thousand children in this country, who cannot answer this question. We are also equally helpless in seeking answers? Can we all join hands and do something?
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