One sunny morning I was walking along the
road in a small pathway known as gully in Hindi . Vehicles here and there , dogs ,
people and shops . On the corner of the gully sat an old man with a long white beard
and wearing just a piece of an Orange cloth selling balloons . I walked over to
the old man he asked me Maaji can
you please buy a balloon from me . I looked at his hand which just
had two coins .I took out five coins from my pocket and handed it over to the man , the coins
brought a smile on his face . But still he said Maaji please take back these four coins a balloon is just for
one . His generosity made me astonished , I said please accept all
these coins . The man was happy and handed me a balloon . I was happy too!
I decided to cross the road to the other
side . I held the balloon beside my leg
and started to cross the road but as I did so a scooter came and dashed my leg
, luckily the
balloon burst and
I just got a bruise . The man on the scooter fell down and everybody was
staring at us . The Old man kind enough to pick us up and placed us on the side
of the road .
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