He was completely engrossed in ‘this’ task of saving Mumbai and while addressing the fellow passengers, I realized, he had now started cursing me in Marathi.
This touched me… He didn’t utter a single word…neither did he try to follow me. He just looked straight into my eyes…locked his hands around the chair…hesitated a bit…gently opened his palms and stood there still with a dead expression! He seemed hungry, not poor! On treks I usually don’t carry eatables. So couldn’t give […]