The Gentleman with The Offer

Harsh Trehan

Just sitting casually inside in front of the warmth of the heater, sipping hot chocolate and wondering what good have i done to deserve this comfort. The real deserving ones are those sitting under the roof of the aisle in the market Square, hoping to see the next morning. I wonder if they must be having at least a sheet to cover themselves during this time of the year.

Once i was visiting the temple and saw few people sitting on the footpath, begging for food. I saw a man among them, looking as ghastly as one could look. Long nails, undone hair, torn clothes and i saw he used a wheelchair to commute. I asked him what is he doing here. He replied, “This is where i get some food to eat because i was thrown out of my house by my family.” when i asked him the reason…

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