innocence on street

This is what is meant by childhood... but sadly I got to see it in a wrong place.

On Mulund station, where all people are running to get on with the world these children had quietly living in their own world.. the world of their dreams, which is beyond our comprehension.

And all who were not asleep, seem to ignore that these chledren even exist.. Who cares for a bunch of flesh and cloths on the side of a road?

And, it's Children's Day tomorrow...