I was standing by the road when i heard the sound of flute. It was being played by a guy standing near a pedal rickshaw (one used to carry stuff from one place to another). There was a lady sleeping on the auto, with two 2-3 year olds sitting near her. Soon I saw a bhel-puri-wala, who had his stall on the road, go and offer a plate of bhel to the 2 kids.
The guy playing the flute was wearing a loose shirt with 1-2 buttons on and a towel wrapped around instead of pants. Their condition was visible. I looked at the guy and he got the indication that I was liking whatever he was playing. It was melodious, and the old hindi songs were sounding too sweet! Another plate of bhel was offered to the kids and the younger one just held it as if it was his and he wasn't going to share it with anyone :) The mother got up and had 1-2 bites too.
I had to go. As I moved towards the bike, the guy asked the 2 kids to wave a bye to me :) They did and so did I. I felt happy.
I wish to see a day when such artists are able to earn money using their talent and give food to their kids, instead of living on sympathy of others.
