The Beloved Terrible Son of Ours

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As I help him get ready for school I speak to Aakash, " Child, behave well in the school. Don't give anyone a chance to complaint against you. Don't fight with anyone. If anyone irritates you tell your teacher. Don't take others' tiffin. If any complaint about you comes from the teachers, I feel sad. Do you understand?" The boy listens quietly. But almost every other day I have to hear a complaint against him from the school. The content of the accusations may differ. They say he pushed somebody so that the fallen one had a bleeding nose. Or , he ate someone's tiffin. Or he used a bad word for someone. And so on and so forth. Today, what the complaint will be I don't know but most probably there will be one thing or other. Inspite of all that our vocation is to love the child and care for him. A lovely boy he is , an innocent victim of life's cruelties. Every morning as he comes from the boys' house he wishes happily , Good morning mummy, good morning papa. Before he goes to bed he says Good night to us . I hope the school authorities and the teachers understand the predicament , the psychological pains of the child who had lost both his parents before he was even five. I also strongly hope and pray that he will grow out of these invisible cages and be a normal human being. I have seen many boys here who were equally " notorious" if not more. They have grown into responsible men leading good life in the society.