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By Neha Parakh
प्रिय दैनंदिनी, आओ याद करें कुछ लम्हे खास, जो हमेशा रहेंगे दिल के बहुत पास।
By Devika Mathur
Dear diary,
(This stays between us about him.)
By Riddhi Tripathi
I saw people protesting out on the roads today,
Unified like I have personally never seen before,
By Vageshwari Nandini
आज स्कूल का आखिरी दिन था,
और शायद उससे आखिरी मुलाकात भी
By Nikita Jain
वो एक बच्चा ही तो है,
लावारिस सा पलता है,
By Kumar Harshit
जानना हो अगर गुनाह क्या है ?
ज़रा इन बच्चों से पूछो बचपना क्या है
By Aishwarya Waipang
Pankaj was his name, a special boy,
He was children of the street,
By Arpita Singh
Wounds running sore in black,
some lacking in attention,
By Khewa Malhotra
God's lonely child
By Anu Priya
Children with innocent face
By Akash Lohia
I fell in love with street children
With brightest smile under the skies.
By Ishita Bahuguna
Around 30 children,
Having an age between 5 to 7
By Tia Wins
Sitting by the streetsas the wheels roll over
By Mital Kalariya
I have heard that you are merciful!Then why you send me to beg food?
By Vaidyanathapuram Shankar
They are the Almighty's
creation as good as any,
By Rashmi Buragohain
Have you ever wonderedHow their eyes shine so bright?
By Saudamini Sharma
The clock hands move with ticks and tocks .
Your life moves second by second with those hands.
