They weren’t having much luck begging outside a temple just outside of Varanasi. The youngest two gave up and sat in the shade where I was reading the paper. We peeled oranges and they told me outrageous stories that made me laugh but didn‘t move me to part with my cash. It was lunchtime and I relented. I asked them what they wanted to eat, money no problem. “Chow Mein and Coca-Cola,” they screamed. Their day wasn’t such a loss after all.
May 04, 2007
Chow Mein Dreams
They weren’t having much luck begging outside a temple just outside of Varanasi. The youngest two gave up and sat in the shade where I was reading the paper. We peeled oranges and they told me outrageous stories that made me laugh but didn‘t move me to part with my cash. It was lunchtime and I relented. I asked them what they wanted to eat, money no problem. “Chow Mein and Coca-Cola,” they screamed. Their day wasn’t such a loss after all.
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