Not a dime in my pocket, I sat on a park bench under the leafy canopies - my shelter.
Looking around, my glance fell on an easel that was nearly falling over; childish things, I scoffed.
Here I was on an empty stomach, while there were those spoilt rich who wasted their money in such hobbies.
I picked a discarded local newspaper and my eyes fell on the advertisement - some rich kid had left his painting kit near the park, anybody who brought it would be rewarded.
I again looked at that easel ...not loathing anymore, it was now my meal ticket.
Let's hope the reward is big enough to buy a meal
ReplyDeleteNandini, such a good story you built around the image. I'm sure she will be laying on the charm with the wealthy, absentminded young man. Hoping the best for her.
ReplyDeleteOh, what a horrid way to live. Hopefully, one day, they will be able to get a better go in life. Nicely done, Nandini.
ReplyDeletewhat a great find. it must be worth much more than the cost of a meal. :)
ReplyDeleteA wonderful take on the story. Hopefully a good meal is waiting. This is Alicia Jamtaas - couldn't log in.
ReplyDeleteFunny how that happens sometimes, Nandini. Good take.
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