SYNOPSIS: The sweet harmony of lullabies makes the babies sleep very peacefully at their mothers laps. The moment they are awake they make haste only to play. To sleep and to play ! To sleep and to play ! Nothing else is in their mind. How sweet and happy this childhood is ! How divine these children are !! ......
But, to-day, this happiness spontaneous pinnacles of pleasure in freedom are brutally benumbed by the ugly tones of blasting bombs and fired gunpowders. The children who were most amused by the rhythm of rattles are now made to have no direction at all for their lives in future. Due to the dastardly and inhuman acts of war, terrorism, extremism, murder, kidnapping, looting, ethnic and communal violences etc. the helpless, innocent and sinless children are the worst sufferers now. They are being left with nothing but darkness everywhere.
"Oh ! the Masters of the Globe, may your dark souls be lit up, may you have the goodness of leaving us your progeny, the inheritors of a world without blood and fire and death ! May you leave us a BLESSED not CURSED world - not the thorns but the sweet, soft fragrant petals of a WHITE ROSE ! - PEACE - PEACE - and PEACE"- is the appeal our children - our posterity - have been making through-out the world in an ages. Let us listen to them before it is too late !
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