What is your name? Yes.. i want to know your name...
Are you hungry? Hmm..?
What's your age? You don't know? Ahh.. No problem..
Are you hungry? Tell me! What.. are you shy?
Where do you live? Hmm... Do you have to sit here all day and do this? When do you eat then? What do you eat? Doesn't anyone give you anything to eat?
Where are your mummy-papa? Do you have a bhaiya or a didi? What about a nani or a nana or a dadi or a dada?
Do you get any money like this? What do you do with it? Do you give it away to someone else? Do they, then give you something to eat?
Are you sleepy? Where do you sleep when you are tired? Do you hug someone to sleep?
Don't you feel frightened at the sight of so many strangers? Don't you cry when they scold you or slap you or shoo you away? You are so brave!
Do you have toys? Do you want some?
If there is one thing you would want me to give you, what would that be?
Here, take some bananas... You look hungry.
You know, back home, i have a daughter who is your age. You remind me of her...
Can i find you here at all times? Will you be here on the third day from today? I'll come with food for you and your siblings. Will you meet me here? Pakka? Okay!
Bye bye!
I kissed her on her cheek and walked away. She stared at me, and so did the passengers at the ticket counter, trying to decide whether i was crazy or just making fun of her. I am neither. I will go back to that ticket station on Monday and give her food. Otherwise i would never be able to forgive myself for being selfish. Otherwise i would never be able to justify my being a human.
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