“Will you teach me in that university?”

The little child with reddish hair, beautiful eyes, and fair skin tone with dust over it was standing right infront of me. She was not more than 4 years of age and was trying to tell me in Pushtou language that I should write down her name as well on the paper in hands. Suddenly, she pulled my duppata and asked “will you teach me?” and I said “yes”. She then pointed with her little fingers dabbed in dust and pollutants towards one of the biggest university’s building that was behind the slum area in which she was living and said “will you teach me in that university?”

For the first time, when I saw that slum area 2 weeks back, I felt as if two entirely different worlds are living right infront of each other. The 3 big universities are shedding light of education, and awareness among people but the slums are as dark as black holes. The standards of life and thinking have clear contrast between the two.

No one- not even students’ federations of universities ever thought of teaching these young chaps. It is evident because life does not mean same to everyone. Some live for others while rest live for themselves only. Sometimes the luck of others lies in our hands provided if we could ever realize that power of control that has been bestowed upon us. The decision and realization lies somewhere deep in hearts and a single moment can bring that infront of our selves.

 I have achieved that moment of realization!