I was walking the streets of Mysore and had come across this little baby boy lying on his stomach, manning his little shop.....I stood for a while watching him .....wondering how could who ever was with him ......mother , father , sister....leave him like this on a busy road at peak hour???? Reasons could be many but am sure none more important than his safety.....I wonder if he knew that he was left alone to take care of his shop.....its heart breaking when you see a baby left in the lap Nature like this. I could not have done anything for him but I certainly could not leave him like that alone at peak hour. I looked around me. Nobody seemed to notice. I guess its a sight too common......"We have no time to stand and stare " But as I was on a holiday I had all the time on my hand....so for once I stood and waited till I saw his mother coming across the road.I saw a bottle in her hand.I guess she went to fetch some water. Language was a barrier between us. But that night , I went to bed wondering about thousands of street babies like this without a shelter over their head in our country.....A country where in just a few days time will be hosting one of the most prestigious event.......and yet as the choicest of food will be laid out on the tables, thousands of children will still go to bed hungry. These are the ironies of life.
