Thread by @PoornimaNimo

The woman appeared affluent and from the nouveaue riche class. Large diamonds sparkled in her ears,her hair styled and groomed,she was speaking to someone on her phone. "The doctor has told that I have to have the operation so I thought to inform you." She paused, running her

eyes superficially on her surroundings. A little boy of fourteen,dirty and bedraggled was harassing some restaurant visitors probably for money, she presumed. Through the glass window of the cafe, ensconsed in its plush surroundings, sipping coffee she looked with disgust at the

boy.These street urchins were a pest ! They hounded you for money persistently. Her phone rang again. She heard a short clipped voice from the other end " Sorry maa, can't make it. But have made all the arrangements at the hospital. You will be treated like a queen. Suddenly,

her coffee had lost its taste. She would phone her friend Meenu and call her to the hospital before the operation, thoughts swirled around in her head. She got up, her bill paid and pushed open the cafe door. The bedraggled dirty kid had 2 pav buns in his hand. He was running

towards a frail grubby women sitting at the sidewalk, shouting gleefully," Look Maa, I got these for you from cleaning cars. Now you must eat both. Suddenly, the women felt as if the beggar woman in front of her was the richest woman of this world while she.......was the

impoverished, destitute one. The feeling persisted and clung to her even as the driver opened the door of the car, for her.
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