As she lay there, on torn sacks, she dreamt of going to school, of being rich so that she is able to buy a lot of food for her and her siblings. And clothes of course!
It was not that she could not go to school. The school was free. But food was not. So mother took her to work with her. When she asked her mother why she did not send her to school, the mother told she was too young to go to school. “Don’t you remember what the teacher said the other day?” Mom would ask at the end of argument every time.
Yes, Roshni remembered that day. She had thrown a tantrum. She had stopped eating. Her only condition was that she may be enrolled in a school. So, the helpless mother took her to the local primary school one day, but she was two days younger than the right age.
“ But that was two Diwalis ago.” She argued.
…. to be continued.
…Sahar Raman Deep
Top Best Selling Books: Get Here