The streets were filled up with a well-dressed kids who were running and chasing each other, playing with their toys for celebration because it was the Eid Day when I suddenly met with a group of young children playing under a tree. They were 5 boys, the joy on their faces doubled my pleasure though their physical appearance was not quit suitable for such a day but they seemed much happier than the kids I saw earlier on that day.
They were playing with the mud, I sat with them and they accept me immediately calling me Uncle, as I talk to them, I asked one of the boys; do you know what today is? and he said “Uncle, it's no work day”
The simplest of their life how much happy they were melted my heart and I promised myself to make their story heard by the world anyway possible for me, now when I’m writing their story I’m wondering how their future will end up and whether the boys will celebrate the next Eid like the other kids normally do.