The Second Dinner

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“Patty, I am so hungry .” I told my big sister , rubbing my tummy . “But you just had dinner .” Patty reminded me. ” But it’s already time for my second dinner .” I said impatiently . ” There is no such thing as a second dinner ! How much can an eight year old kid even eat ? Where does it all even go ?” She said pointing at my skinny body . This was the first time we were alone at home as our parents were out on dinner and mum had fixed dinner for us which was now in refrigerator . Me being a home alone movie’s fan , I was pretty excited what adventure the night would bring us and soon found out it was an empty stomach as Patty spilled our leftover dinner. ” Don’t worry Sam , help me clean this up and I will think of something , I won’t let you starve for your second dinner.”She said with confidence. Then she fished out a packet of Maggi (a brand of instant noodles ) .” But I don’t really like it ” I said with a disappointing tone . ” Sam , just try it this time , I will make it special for you . ” Patty said partly because she didn’t know how to cook anything else . I know its pretty easy to make Maggi and you don’t have to do anything but the way she made it was enchanting . Carefully adding all the ingredients and stirring them , she was so happy like she was the only one who could make it with such perfection , the expression on her face was of pure bliss.She cooked it with so much love how could I not find it delicious . ” Patty , this is my favourite dish now .” I told her while slurping it . She replied with her big smile that I adore. The Maggi my sister makes is still my favourite dish (for second dinner) .

Lost Childhood

100204_96300970 Childhood the carefree days of roaming around with friends and doing absolutely nothing and whatever your heart desires.But for those children stuck in poverty childhood holds totally opposite meaning. Working everyday to receive two unsatisfying meals and scraping through heaps of  garbage to find one defective shoe and no hope of a better tomorrow. Accept the unfair life they don’t deserve and see others living a  fair life they don’t deserve.Wanting to go to school but instead work in shady places.So many responsibilities on such tiny shoulders.Sacrificing their happiness for their family’s survival.

LOST CHILDHOOD

Childhood once lost never returns

The child gives up his carefree ways to enter this Darwin’s world

All the while  his innocence and virtue burns

Living on others hand me downs from broken glasses to expired bread

Helping mom and dad taking turns

Living on streets like the forgotten old toys

Childhood once lost never returns.