Sometimes I feel lucky to be born in a family where I do not need to think of basics – food, shelter, clothes, and parents could send me the best of schools and colleges. Well everyone is not that lucky. When in school, I realize that I am in the privilege class as I am part of the paid hostel, while some students are part of the free hostel. I never asked why, I never thought of it deeply. I was simply interested in my daily life with all my hostel roommates.
School hostel life was fun, lot of Adda (chit-chat), lot of football, some excellent teachers, some amazing friends for life, and fellow students from the free hostel. While writing this, I realized that I used the phrase fellow students instead of being inclusive, well that’s what I used to think.
So our classes were little hierarchical. As an example, the first boy would be having roll no 1 in class 10 section A, and the last one will have the last number of last section (roll no 40 of section E or F!). I never saw fellow students in my sections. I never wondered why, I know they are busy in learning Carpentry, stitching clothes, and they are good at vocational work.
Now after so many years, I realize the flaw in my own thinking and realize the tremendous amount of good work done by my school by getting them trained for life and livelihood. Its important to support a talent, very important.
Something should change and some of us wanted to act as a change agent and became a part of My children Foundation (MCF).
Be the change.