I happened to spend the evening of 30th April with two of my closest friends Saumya and Vaidehi and my sister Sarah at an orphanage. We spent our time playing with the children, watching them sing and dance, talking with them and enjoying ourselves as well trying our best to make them happy.
The most of the girls at the orphanage were abandoned by their blood relatives and left at the doors of the orphanage. Interacting with them made me wonder how can anyone with a heart leave their children or children belonging to their relatives amongst strangers. Some of these girls were also physically and/or mentally challenged. It grieved my heart that somebody left his/her child just because the child was deformed.
However, on the other hand, I also noticed that every cloud has a silver lining. There are people completely unrelated to them who are always ready to help them by all possible means. It makes me wonder about what is love. Love is there in the smile of an innocent child, in the eyes of an elderly person. But why is love missing from our lives? Why is that we adults, who are physically and mentally capable of doing all work do not find time to love someone, to spend sometime with others? Why we cannot be more loving, more caring, a better human being?
The most of the girls at the orphanage were abandoned by their blood relatives and left at the doors of the orphanage. Interacting with them made me wonder how can anyone with a heart leave their children or children belonging to their relatives amongst strangers. Some of these girls were also physically and/or mentally challenged. It grieved my heart that somebody left his/her child just because the child was deformed.
However, on the other hand, I also noticed that every cloud has a silver lining. There are people completely unrelated to them who are always ready to help them by all possible means. It makes me wonder about what is love. Love is there in the smile of an innocent child, in the eyes of an elderly person. But why is love missing from our lives? Why is that we adults, who are physically and mentally capable of doing all work do not find time to love someone, to spend sometime with others? Why we cannot be more loving, more caring, a better human being?
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