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Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Rich at heart

Some events make us ashamed of ourselves. Well, I have been through this a lot of times. While walking to lab today one of those memories came up.

Me and my friend were eating idlis. The idli shop consisted of only one big vessel filled with idlis and coconut chutney in a small vessel kept within the big one. A friend of the idliwala too was eating idlis. He too must have been a a daily wager.  A small girl about two years old approached the vendor. She was one of those kids whose parents lived on the footpath. She asked for something to eat. I felt pity but did not give her any. The idliwala's friend gave her one idli. She was happy and went away. The man stood up to go. He also offered the money for the idli which was given to the girl. The idliwala refused to take the money. His friend said, "Tu aple ka nuksaan kertois? Chotya poranche kaay. Tyana kahi kalat naste." (Why should you be at loss? What of kids; they do not understand anything.) He thrust the money in his hands and went away. I stood there belittled. It was becoming difficult to swallow the peace of idli in my mouth.

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