I have seen this many times. I could see the poor begging,the birds peeping and heard many animal sounds for food. I sometimes tries to help when I got the chance. Then one day it was raining heavily. I saw a child selling beautiful flowers from the taxi . Suddenly he came around. I asked him why he's doing all this its your age of playing and studying. He told me that his family is poor. His father can't work after the accident. Earlier he used to work in a factory and he used to go to school. But now after this he and his mother are working all day. I offered him some money and food ,he said no saheb I don't need it . I said than how do I help you ? He said please buy these flowers . I said OK and buyed all of them . He went away with a smile of goodbye. I told the driver to drive to home. Write a #shortstory titled #thememoryofhunger. A story should have a beginning, middle and an end. Get started with your story. #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
