As my autorickshaw stops near a signal at a junction, these two kids catch my attention every afternoon. Waiting for the signal to turn green, I see them performing gymnastics!
I watch with rapt attention as the girl, the eldest, raises both her hands above her head and entwines her fingers to form a circle and with a fast snake-like quiverring movement, allows her entire body to pass through it. Her younger brother assists her by providing a metal ring, which is hardly 12 inches in diameter.
After the performance, the younger brother sprints from one vehicle to another, collecting money. He is undaunted by the ugly stares or the merciful glances.
As he comes near my rickshaw, I study his face for a brief second. There is neither expectation nor desire. He stands there, not thrusting himself too much and yet at the same time, earnest about earning a penny or two for his day’s hard work.
There is nothing but innocence peering through his eyes, which is camouflaged by the harsh realities of this world. He is about to retreat, when I gesture him to wait. His sister looks far away, waiting near the divider, preparing herself for the next round of performance.
Now, my mind and heart are at duel. What if I give him some coins and encourage him to beg? Argued my mind. But he is not begging, my heart consoles. He and his sister have performed acts, which no common kid of their age can perform.
If I don’t give anything, then the guilt of having pushed two innocent children to starvation would rest on me. It's 3 pm. Did they have their lunch? What about their breakfast and dinner?
What would a burger or a benne dosa mean to them? And all the games the children play, cricket, volley ball, chess, or even a running race. Has the boy ever fancied a cricket bat of his own, or the girl ever thought of owing a Barbie doll. Can a pair of Nike shoes or a pair of denim jeans bring happiness back in their lives.
Is this what their childhood is all about. Finally, my heart wins over my mind. Overcome by maternal instincts I extend the money, hoping and praying that these children are blessed with a better future.
