LET ME STUDY..!!!

Tears were running down the cheeks of the little Kripa when she saw the children running to the school in a neat uniform carrying their bags. She always wanted to go to the school and study like the other children of her age. She knew that her dreams can never come true. But then she knew that she was free enough to dream.

Wiping her tears she started to move to the place that was a hell to her. Every day, Kripa return back home with her hands with painful wounds because of the work she does. Kripa works in a quarry lifting the stones from the pile and shifting them to the right place.

While she was still in her thoughts, her work place arrived. She turned to run away from there, but found her mother standing back to her.

“What happen Kripa? What are you waiting for? Go and get to work, you are already late”, her mother said.

“Mamma, I don’t want to work. I want to study. Please join me in the school. I will study and get into a good position when I grow up.” Kripa requested.

“Stop dreaming. Get to work now.” Her mother yelled pushed her to get to the work.

“Why did you do this to me? I always asked you. But you never listened to me.” She said looking the bright sky that bore the hot Sun.

She started crying again. Tears never left her. In the mornings, she used to cry because she wanted to go to school but she knew that she can’t. In the noon, she cried because she would be hungry. Her drunkard father never gave her the money she earned to buy some bread to eat. Her mother is never concerned about it as she was her step mother. In the evenings, she would cry because of the painful wounds in her little hands.

Wiping her tears again, kripa moved to the pile of stones. She lifted the shovel to get to the work. It was too heavy for her to lift but then, she had to work. She had to live with the truth that she has no other choice but to die one day in that hot sun.

Kripa works all the day to earn a few bucks before she can see them to the fullest, her mother grabs them all. She is left with all the tiredness and those painful wounds in her hands.

But every day she prays God and only wish she asks for is “ God, please LET ME STUDY..!!!”