Sisters

I saw those children in my compartment. She was with her sister, may be five or six years old. While her sister was singing for their earning, she was looking at me and whispering something, may be she was just repeating the song sung by her sister. I felt like they were alienated from the crowd and weren’t bothered at all. Poor child, she didn’t know what she was doing there. Only thing that I could have done was to look at them, I was helpless.

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