Thursday 28 November 2013

Violins

She reaches out to touch my feet and motions make-believe food to her (maybe) baby sister's mouth. Two starving children before me and I feel nothing but apathy? I shout "challo!" as my rickshaw pulls away but I feel sick at my own sense of triumph for not giving in. The begging industry certainly owes a big Fuck You to Slumdog Millionaire.




No comments:

Post a Comment