Young Voices Rise: Bengaluru Kids Pen Poetic Plea to PM and CM Over Crumbling Roads

In a compelling and heartfelt display of civic activism, a group of young residents from Bengaluru's Judicial Layout has taken a unique and poignant step to highlight the abysmal condition of roads in their neighborhood. Frustrated by the pervasive potholes, incessant dust, and hazardous stretches that have become a daily norm, these children have collectively penned a moving poem addressed directly to Prime Minister Narendra Modi and Karnataka Chief Minister Basavaraj Bommai, urging immediate intervention.

The initiative, driven by the pure exasperation of observing their surroundings deteriorate, saw children like Aarav (Class 5), Adithya (Class 4), Adhvika (Class 2), Vedanth (Class 4), Vismay (Class 5), and Vaishnavi (Class 6) come together.

Their powerful collective voice encapsulates the everyday struggles faced by hundreds in Judicial Layout, particularly residents of the 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th blocks, where roads have been left in a deplorable state for far too long.

Their poem, an innocent yet piercing cry for help, vividly describes the hazards: 'Why are our roads like this? Our parents fall down.

Please help us.' It’s a stark reminder of how civic neglect impacts even the youngest and most vulnerable members of society. The children articulate their distress over the 'unmotorable' roads, which are not just an inconvenience but a significant threat to health and safety.

Residents, including these children, frequently suffer from health issues like persistent colds, coughs, asthma, and throat infections due to the thick clouds of dust kicked up by passing vehicles.

The very act of stepping out has become a gamble, with children expressing fears for their parents, the elderly, and cyclists who navigate the treacherous terrain daily. One child poignantly stated, "We are fed up with these roads, and that's why we have written a poem. We want good roads."

This isn't merely a childish whim; it's a desperate measure born from repeated, unanswered complaints made by their parents and other adults in the community.

Seeing their elders' efforts yield no results, these young citizens decided to amplify the message through a medium that transcends bureaucracy – the heartfelt art of poetry.

Their letter accompanying the poem explicitly details their demands: urgent filling of potholes, comprehensive repair of the dilapidated drainage systems, measures to mitigate the dust pollution, and ultimately, the restoration of safe and motorable roads.

This collective plea from Judicial Layout's youngest residents serves as a powerful testament to the community's suffering and a beacon of hope for change, compelling the highest authorities to listen and act.