Too (2) innocent lives
My car stopped by, at the traffic signal point.....he knocked at the glass pane of the car..... i opened it to see a boy of about 10 years staring at me with a months old baby in hand expecting the so called money ..(the element which draws a very narrow gap between the rich and the poor.........between a palace and a slum.......and sometimes between life and death..!!)...no parents to look upon them....parents left them out of utter poverty but he (10 yrs old kid ) dint leave his sister(baby).....he is still protecting her.....by begging for money to feed her milk...While his innocent eyes stared at me,those of his sister were close.she was having a good siesta on the towel on which he was catching her,while he was burning in hot sun of midday India ......he was almost dancing as he stood on a hot tar road bare footed......the heat of his body was compensated by the cool and pleasant breathe of his sister.hope she never grows big...... at least not to watch the condition of many brot