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Perishing playgrounds

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One fine day, I remember my mom telling me, that when they were children, playing in the sun wouldn’t mean getting tanned, getting sun burnt, getting bitten by mosquitoes, catching diseases or getting infected.

It was a part of their lifetime;playing.

But now, it surely is very hard to digest that concrete jungles and tar roads make it unable for children to even play.

Playing is like one of the basic amenities of life. After all, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.

But now, its not only Jack, but millions of kids out there, with their eyes glued to smartphones, with no time to even imagine what playing with friends could really be.

To me myself, playing seems like a far-fetched dream. There are roads, shops, buildings, apartments, houses, libraries, malls and schools, but no playground can be seen.

Don’t deny it people, by making life better for yourself, you are making life miserable for the upcoming generation.

Let us be free.

 

 

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Author:

A Capricorn, December born, love writing poems and stories. Music, Art, and Chocolates are important elements of my daily life. While I am crucially deciding on what new to write, I spend my time with my best friends who are competing for the post of Most Craziest, yet the Best and Awesome Best Friend. The aim is to change the world into a better place to live in and the motto is to "be the change."

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