That day, as I was just checking across the school, my gaze stopped at this little black, feminine shoes kept outside the classroom. I don't know what made me stand still, a myriad thoughts held me back, I started thinking about the possible stories that the shoe could have been holding! How old was she? Was she good in academics? How come her shoes got so ruined? Meanwhile, the bell rang and all the students came out running from the classes, I stepped back a little so that all of them can leave, and my eyes still staring at the shoe, may be waiting for its owner. Suddenly a small girl with a cute, pink bag on her back emerged and ran as fast she could after putting on those shoes. I don't know why I couldn't resist myself from running after her. I followed her back to her house, hiding behind the bushes and vehicles all along the way fearing that she might identify me. I was finally standing beside her home after much hustle and bustle. It was a small house in a slum. I could see her handicapped father sitting inside the room, and her mother came and hugged her and smiled through the tears. The misery they were facing was easily seen and felt. How pure and hardworking souls her parents must be! Even after such extreme conditions they were doing everything they could for their little girl. Our orthodox society where even well off people do not consider girl child education as something important, people like this girl's parents prove them wrong. If people who are not able to meet with even the basic needs of daily life sometimes, can make girl education their priority, then why not us? Awake the sleeping human inside yourself!
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