The other day, there was a little girl who followed me around streets of Bombay wanting chocolate. She was dressed in ragged clothes with shabby hair and she was begging for some chocolate. She was about to die but I pulled her away from the street full of moving cars. She saw the chocolate in my hand and she wanted it. My heart melted like the chocolate would if I held it tight in my warm hands. Then, my principle struck me. Despite the fact that she wanted chocolate and not money, I was and I still am totally against begging. My heart wanted to cry for the little girl and I wanted to give her the chocolate that I would share with a bunch of people who could afford any damn chocolate on the planet. But, my mind reminded me...she should know begging is not the way. How would she know that? Now, that I think of it, HOW on earth would she know that? I walked away without giving her any of my chocolate and she didn't stop begging. If I had explained to her, maybe that would have helped. But I walked away like a terrible bitch who was selfish and heartless. Begging is not the way, I know. But she doesn't. Not unless someone TELLS her. Sigh.

 

So the next day, I bought two hairclips [that I will never wear...] on a train from another little girl who knew begging wasn't the way. I paid her how much she wanted. I stepped out of the train, with a sigh of relief...but not quite.

 

I feel so terrible. I even ate the chocolates I had bought. YUCK.

I'll use those hairclips. :) I will.

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She works.