I was walking down the streets of
I looked at her face smeared with dust and tears running down her cheeks. I was definitely not going to harm her. What I wanted was just that please do not tug at cloths and hinder the path. This may be dangerous for both the passers on and beggars. You never know when some vehicle hits you off.
I looked at her and smiled. I told her to not to behave in such a weird manner as it may be dangerous for her since there are many goons out there in search of little kids. They slash their neck and bleed them hard till they die. She was scared. I really didn’t want to do this. But, a girl of 6 years can only be stopped from tugging at the feet of passers on at
Coming back to where I was. I had a burger in my hand. I handed it over to her and patted on her shoulder. After walking a little distance I turned back to find that she was still standing on that side pavement with burger in her hand and looking at me constantly. I smiled at her and waved her goodbye. She chuckled and ran off to the pavement opposite to red light (opposite to the building where there was Mother’s Pride earlier).
How queer & tingling it seems to see children acting out their follies in grandiose splendor. I wish I could be a kid once again!