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Silent conversation

We were moving out of the mall when suddenly someone pulled my dupatta.

I turned angrily. It was a woman in a hijab, with only her eyes visible. She raised a hand to ask for alms.

I stared still angry at her.

I looked at her eyes, they were watery and she seemed to say,  ‘I am hungry’

A wealthy country and yet a woman in her hijab  has to beg. For satisfying  hunger or loneliness, who knew?

A hundred questions and no hope of any answers.

I hand over some fils and head out with a heavy heart.


In response to Everyday Gyaan’s prompt Silent conversation/s