Creations are always precious. Every creator puts his mind and soul into creating the most unique thing. A child’s beauty is unparalleled. Pristine and unsullied his innocence draws admiration and adulation. A child is a bundle of joy, who must be nurtured to spread joy all around. Alas! The demons of desire and selfishness are on the prowl today. The child is endangered. It lies, broken, devastated; face hidden in the sands of the coast. It floats, dead inside the womb, unable to see the light of the day. Wars, genocides, battle for supremacy amongst adults kill the child in every corner of the world. Yet, we live in hope. A better tomorrow, a future that is different from today. Is that possible? Only if we all listen to that child inside us. Baby’s cry….. My aching heart responds A game of soccer.
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