It’s sunny winter noon and as I wander in the jam-packed and over occupied streets of Anna Nagar, I wonder how life here would happen to be. But my wondering work soon comes to a cease as I step inside the gates of the Pehchaan The Street School. The rainbow-painted walls and hopeful faces of children instantaneously catch my fancy. The children carrying notebooks, pencils and a lot of hope in their glittering eyes totally stood in contrast with what the entire area looked like in the first glance because, in contrast to the suffocation I sensed in the streets, I sense freedom here.
The children possess a certain sort of excitement to learn. They confide me with their daily routine and their likings. Like Khushboo, a resident of the same colony told me how she loves to paint and eagerly waits for the didi who teaches them to paint or Rizwana who loves to read Hindi stories loves it here and how Rahul is always excited to come up here and interact with the Didis and Bhaiyyas who always tend to edify him about new things he has never heard about. These children have not only made friends here but also have found an escape from any sort of obstruction that falls between them and their bright future. They’re happy holding the new stationery that has been distributed to them and I believe the notion itself is enough to make a significant difference. And not just the children it’s so overwhelming to witness the volunteers putting their endeavours to make the children realise their true potential.
They’re always on their toes, always listening and are always patient with them. They assist them in finding their identities and help them blossom. The truest and the most affectionate sort of relationship establishment I witnessed here in the school was adequate for me to believe in the idea of a silent revolution for freedom. However congested might the streets of this area be but there is one place which unconditionally would lend freedom and hope to the children who need it the most, that is Pehchaan The Street School.