Thursday, August 18, 2016
The City Of Mumbai Comments
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Lost in my reverie I walk on the road
Shaking my head at the bystander reaching out to me to ask for some money
my reverie is shaken as my thoughts shift from my job to the poor condition of the beggar
Thoughts rush to my head whether the mangled condition of the beggar was caused by an accident or the notorious beggar mafia had cut off his hands and legs.
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7/28/2025 5:56:17 PM # 1.0.0
I wonder at the ruthlessness of the beggar mafia. With these thoughts I move on to watch many such ugly sights I wonder at the disparity that this city offers. The poorest of the poor and the richest of the rich live across the road from each other Why this disparity? hearless and cruel are they.. truly. tony