I still have the vivid memory of those days when I was in Delhi for almost a year and used to take metro to commute from Sector 16 Noida to Barakhamba. On my en route, i used to see this lady, who begged every day accompanied by her child. From early morning to late night, she used to do begging in the name of her child’s injury. One fine day she came up to me asking for help and said “I need money for my child’s treatment as my child is severely injured.” I did see a bandage on his head and blood coming out from it but I knew that it was fake blood. So I ignored it like every other person but the realization of the murky future that child might have and the innocence that is getting sabotaged due to his involvement in all this, made me distraught. At this age when a child should be studying, playing and exploring the enigma of universe, he is being deprived of all of this. Deluged with these thoughts, I couldn’t resist myself and called upon her as to kno...
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