Her hands are rough palm lines, deeper and darker yet, what life holds for her is difficult to decipher. She dusts houses at the age of dusting slates the only learning she gets is from her own mistakes. She often bites off her nails while gobbling down food she doesn't mind any dirt flavouring her food. Her sombre eyes have seen life from close every time she was dragged down with a smile, she rose. She is the kind of girl parents tell you not to become and so they send you to school for you to learn. When you've learned enough help another child grow uplift the withered flowers else, what this education is for? On child labour. Beti bachao, Beti padhao. #yqbaba #childlabour #betibachao #betipadhao #educatethegirlchild
