Bring in something ready made for brunch, instructed my mom.
I got out in a pair of slippers and night suit. It was Diwali, an Indian festival. Market area was filled with a huge human rush. I somehow managed to reach till the destination. A group of small kids grabbed my attention. their ages varied from 4 to 15. they were some 6 in number, four gals and two boys and one of the girl who was probably oldest, was carrying a small baby in her arms. On inquiring closely, i realized that they were beggars. From one to another, they were continuously asking people to give them something, mostly money. My turn appeared soon.
I got out in a pair of slippers and night suit. It was Diwali, an Indian festival. Market area was filled with a huge human rush. I somehow managed to reach till the destination. A group of small kids grabbed my attention. their ages varied from 4 to 15. they were some 6 in number, four gals and two boys and one of the girl who was probably oldest, was carrying a small baby in her arms. On inquiring closely, i realized that they were beggars. From one to another, they were continuously asking people to give them something, mostly money. My turn appeared soon.