Today I was going on foot to have a bit of lunch. I sometimes see this 3 or 5-year-old boy on the streets on my way. He talks to everyone in cute little voice.. he seems to be a son of a street vendor or so but is always alone in the streets. Today I saw a western Lady talking to him, holding his hand and then buying him a juice and hugging him and at least for a few minutes, he would have experienced a mother's love and care. there seemed to be a lot of love. the boy seemed to be so happy in her presence and all the passersby were looking bit amused. I was touched by her warmth and kindness towards the boy.
