I was returning to home after having a hard day at office, and was so terribly exhausted
I was so eager for the bath that I was supposed to have after reaching home, and get my energy boosted.
I had already alighted from the bus that had dropped me near my residence, and was walking so hurriedly
My only aim was to reach home at the earliest, where I was being awaited by my dear family.
“Excuse me”, it was at this time that I heard the voice, and turned round to find a street urchin.
A little boy of around 10 years, in shabby clothes and having a physique so frail and thin.
“Please do not ask for any alms, I have no time! ” I snapped at him in a harsh voice
Harshness is the only way to drive away nagging beggars. There is absolutely no other choice.
The boy looked at me for few seconds, with both confusion and pain in his eyes
And then spoke again, with a smile at his lips that was so innocent and nice.
“Sorry if I bothered you Sir, but I just wanted to give you back your purse
Which had fallen down from your pocket, when you were alighting from the bus”.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem