All of my attention was drawn to a picture surfaced on Facebook.
But in true judgement that was absolutely a normal picture and I believe was
not taken in a good camera by any expert or professional photographer. One of
Facebook users from my friend list posted the picture in his timeline. Probably
he took that picture by his smart phone. However, reason behind my attention
drawn to it was a group of school going girls. School going girls are normally
jolly as they have nothing to be worried about. Probably all those girls in the
picture were jolly and having a lot of funs while on their way to school
together. But when on a wooden or bamboo bridge over a brook to be crossed they
seemed gloomy and frightened. Reason they were gloomy and frightened might be a
thought of falling down as the bridge was probably shaky. I always like and
love girls. Wherever and whenever I see the girls I feel a kind of sympathy for
them. Because I have a young daughter and I see her face reflecting on faces of
all these girls. This is what I became gloomy too. I asked to myself how many
days and how many times will they lose their jolliness, their laughter and
their fun?
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| A Female Student Demonstrating |
In search of answer to all these questions I went back to the
days of twenty year ago. I mean the days I spent in my village home. Not only
my village but that total area was cut off all modern amenities like
electricity, road etc.
There were primary and high schools nearby my village or house
but still we had to walk through knee deep water and sticky mud especially in
rainy season. We could not use even bicycle let alone other vehicles. We had to
walk 15 miles only to get to a photo studio for some passport size photographs.
But now within this time a huge change took place all over those
areas. Electricity is available, roads have been paved, place of bicycle has
been occupied by some other motor driven vehicles. A degree college has been
established, more than three private banks have opened their branches there.
People are getting treatment from government health clinic, doing business or
buying necessary things from local markets. There is a branch post office, some
N G O's are doing activities through their branch offices opened in our
village. In fact the village has been turned into a small town now.
This is reality which comes through a lot of changes in course
of time.
I am sure this reality will come and appear to that place even
to that wooden or bamboo bridge.
It may take sometimes. May be two, three or five years but
surely that wooden or Bamboo Bridge of today will be removed and modern bridge
will be constructed over there. The things may happen that these girls will be
seen at that time driving their own cars over the bridge with happy mind and
smile on face.
This is not dream but reality. Because changes are taking place
every hour and everywhere.
A season changes into another one, change takes place in nature
and human life, love changes into hatred and hatred into love.
In short, change must take place everywhere in course of time.
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