So there was this fourteen year old orphan in the streets of Hyderabad lived with other less fortunate kids in a slum nearby He seemed pretty bright for his age as apart from introducing himself in 4 different foreign languages he also managed to keep himself alive by Way of stealing When I caught him doing his job he shouted back crying saying he knew nothing else I consoled him i brought him some biscuits and it was the first time I saw someone eat so hurriedly and cry at the same time He told me how he lost his appa when he was 7 and his mom two year s earlier He started mentioning how her mother worked shifts as a bai in nearby houses when she was alive to feed him He cried out loud when he said she skipped her morning and evening food to make sure that he does not go empty stomach I had just met this kid there was some chance for us to meet again too and shravan knew this but It seemed as if shravan had reached his limits and wanted someone to talk with I thought it was the least I could do and bought another biscuit packet and some chai to help him feel better The boy had eaten two days earlier had no spare clothes other than the half torn shirt and jeans he wore He Stole as a means of livelihood and kept on mentioning how his mother worked hard to make him study and how hurt she would be to see him stealing He said in broken English that she wanted him to be a policeman but all that seems impossible now that she s gone I had tears in my eyes when I heard so much from a child who was almost half my age all the troubles he has gone through all the hardship he goes through daily seemed like a big fight too big for a 14 year old to fight alone I personally wouldn t have given up a lot earlier were I in his place He wiped his teary red eyes to say that he should go he said his friends might be worried for him I was so shaken by this kids story that all I managed to say was good luck and work hard I wrote my number on his palm which almost faded by the time i let go of his hands I asked to call me if he needed any help and he smiled back and walked away That was the last of I saw of him There are many less fortunates like shravan who loose hope and run away from all problems Its never easy but you are tested because he knows you are capable All you have to do is believe believe that you can do it believe that there is a better place believe that you can leave this place this place which is not meant for you lead to that place where you are destined to be Leaving this place Fatskin ft rohit upadhyay and Aariz saiyed coming soon Watch this space

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Aariz Saiyed, If you love what you do, people will love you too!

So there was this fourteen year old orphan in the streets of Hyderabad, lived with other less fortunate kids in a slum nearby. He seemed pretty bright for his age, as apart from introducing himself in 4 different foreign languages he also managed to keep himself alive by Way of stealing.
When I caught him doing his job, he shouted back crying saying 'he knew nothing else'.
I consoled him, i brought him some biscuits, and it was the first time I saw someone eat so hurriedly and cry at the same time.
He told me how he lost his appa when he was 7 , and his mom two year's earlier. He started mentioning how her mother worked shifts as a 'bai' in nearby houses when she was alive to feed him. He cried out loud when he said she skipped her morning and evening food to make sure that he does not go empty stomach. I had just met this kid, there was some chance for us to meet again too, and shravan knew this but It seemed as if shravan had reached his limits and wanted someone to talk with, I thought it was the least I could do and bought another biscuit packet and some chai to help him feel better.

The boy had eaten two days earlier, had no spare clothes other than the half torn shirt and jeans he wore. He Stole as a means of livelihood , and kept on mentioning how his mother worked hard to make him study, and how hurt she would be to see him stealing. He said in broken English that she wanted him to be a policeman but all that seems impossible now that she's gone. I had tears in my eyes when I heard so much from a child who was almost half my age, all the troubles he has gone through, all the hardship he goes through daily seemed like a big fight too big for a 14 year old to fight alone, I personally wouldn't have given up a lot earlier were I in his place. He wiped his teary red eyes to say that he should go, he said his friends might be worried for him. I was so shaken by this kids story that all I managed to say was ' good luck, and work hard' I wrote my number on his palm which almost faded by the time i let go of his hands, I asked to call me if he needed any help, and he smiled back and walked away. That was the last of I saw of him

There are many 'less fortunates' like shravan who loose hope, and run away from all problems. Its never easy but you are tested because he knows you are capable. All you have to do is believe, believe that you can do it, believe that there is a better place, believe that you can leave this place , this place which is not meant for you, lead to that place where you are destined to be.
Leaving this place @Fatskin ft @rohit upadhyay and @Aariz saiyed
coming soon
Watch this space

So there was this fourteen year old orphan in the streets of Hyderabad, lived with other less fortunate kids in a slum nearby. He seemed pretty bright for his age, as apart from introducing himself in 4 different foreign languages he also managed to keep himself alive by Way of stealing. When I caught him doing his job, he shouted back crying saying 'he knew nothing else'. I consoled him, i brought him some biscuits, and it was the first time I saw someone eat so hurriedly and cry at the same time. He told me how he lost his appa when he was 7 , and his mom two year's earlier. He started mentioning how her mother worked shifts as a 'bai' in nearby houses when she was alive to feed him. He cried out loud when he said she skipped her morning and evening food to make sure that he does not go empty stomach. I had just met this kid, there was some chance for us to meet again too, and shravan knew this but It seemed as if shravan had reached his limits and wanted someone to talk with, I thought it was the least I could do and bought another biscuit packet and some chai to help him feel better. The boy had eaten two days earlier, had no spare clothes other than the half torn shirt and jeans he wore. He Stole as a means of livelihood , and kept on mentioning how his mother worked hard to make him study, and how hurt she would be to see him stealing. He said in broken English that she wanted him to be a policeman but all that seems impossible now that she's gone. I had tears in my eyes when I heard so much from a child who was almost half my age, all the troubles he has gone through, all the hardship he goes through daily seemed like a big fight too big for a 14 year old to fight alone, I personally wouldn't have given up a lot earlier were I in his place. He wiped his teary red eyes to say that he should go, he said his friends might be worried for him. I was so shaken by this kids story that all I managed to say was ' good luck, and work hard' I wrote my number on his palm which almost faded by the time i let go of his hands, I asked to call me if he needed any help, and he smiled back and walked away. That was the last of I saw of him There are many 'less fortunates' like shravan who loose hope, and run away from all problems. Its never easy but you are tested because he knows you are capable. All you have to do is believe, believe that you can do it, believe that there is a better place, believe that you can leave this place , this place which is not meant for you, lead to that place where you are destined to be. Leaving this place @Fatskin ft @rohit upadhyay and @Aariz saiyed coming soon Watch this space

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