Unlike other animals human infants survive on the heat of their mothers' breast and the most liked lullaby for them is the heart beats of their mother. Human kids are so helpless even to fulfill the basic needs of life as it may take months for them to be able to stand on their feet. The affectionate touch of mother is more than anything to them and the presence of the parents, of course needed more than any comfort on earth. What if such an infant is left alone in this world with no mother to feed when feeling hungry, with no mother to lift up when fallen down, with no mother to console with a soft kiss when tears roll down on the cheeks and with no mother to sing a lullaby when sleep closes the eyes? Such unwanted, left alone children reach in orphanages where children of no one is kept and cared.
Orphanages are places where silence is the only lullaby and anguish is the only companion. It is where moms and dads are only two conceptual beings and the tender loving care of parents is only a distant dream. Orphanage may be a building where children with cheerless face wander around and where melancholy is the only tune heard around; this is the flashing image when thinking of an orphanage. Lavish food may be provided, life may go beyond luxury; but orphanages lack the most inevitable thing in human life, the loving, caring, and affectionate presence of parents. Living in a situation where no sprouts of parental love is germinated, these children most often grow up as rebels and the only emotion they feel within them is the flaming revenge against this merciless world which has abandoned them in the gloom of loneliness.
It is at the tender ages the personal development of a child is happening as one absorbs all the human qualities from parents. It is only in a homely atmosphere a child feel secured. Orphanages may provide them with a shelter and necessary living conditions. But the life in an orphanage always let the child to remember that he/she is an orphan, having no dear ones, in contrast to the children outside, to be with them always and love them. Sleeping alone at midnight he/she has no other way than shedding few drops of tears when a monster comes in the nightmares, or comprise the agony in an unheard sigh when stretching the hand to hug an unseen mother.
Children, the living angels on earth are to be considered as the most precious gift given to humanity. They are not to be left alone or to be thrown away mercilessly just because these miniature human race are so tender and helpless to raise their hands to protest or are wordless to question the hellish brutality of the so called civilized modern human beings. Their childhood is to be spent like colourful butterflies enjoying the affectionate care of parents unlike spending the life in prison like orphanages waiting for a dad and mum who, they know, may come never to lock them in an embrace.
Each drop of tear fallen on the lonely corridors of an orphanage is really like a sea of shame on the modern human vanity and selfishness, which demoniacally throw away their children to streets. Each unheard cry of children may echo from seas and sky as words of judgment for leaving them alone in this world. It is not a charity to build clouds-reaching huge mansions for left alone children to live, but the essence of real charity abide in our genuine desires to not have one more orphan child in this world. It is high time for us to pledge that there should not fall anymore tear from an orphan child on this earth. Let our children grow under the love, care and endearment of lovely parents as today's pets and tomorrow's promises.
By Saneesh Michael
Source: http://living.oneindia.in/
Forget yourself for others, and others will never forget you.
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