I saw the Muslim beggar woman from far I gave Marziya my grand daughter Rs 10 , without saying anything she approached the lady with child and handed over the money..
When Marziya was looking at them I took this shot but could not unravel my grand daughters mind , I have exposed her to life , pain ,suffering sorrow..
I could write a poem here but than it would be overwriting on her destiny.. a mother and two children..one eyes open to pain , the other eyes shut pain..
This was a 1.60 MB memory cared I downloaded and will upload the rest to Flickr tomorrow..
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Charity Begins on The Streets of Despair
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