Flower Girl

This is from last year(2013) and I happen to be in Delhi for work and leisure.I was with my cousin and we decided to go and visit the nearby mall,the type of thing I really don’t like to do but as they say something is better than nothing.
So we go there and as usual there are lots of cars passing by and horns blaring around,people talking,couples having ice creams just the usual stuff you’ll see in and around the mall.So we go there and do the usual thing,we roam around and have snacks and we decide to leave the mall.As we are coming out I see a little girl around 8 or 9 in age with a bunch of red flowers roaming around and it took me a few moments to realize that she is selling them to people.Good thing she isn’t begging the first thought I had(see in India you can see children begging at lot of places),but it’s still sad to see her selling flowers.
I decide to sit near the area and observe her,she looks at people with hope that they will buy flowers from her but they hardly do,then she looks at other privileged children who are being treated with ice creams,cotton candy by their parents and she by her eyes I can tell needs all those delicacies too but she isn’t sad,yes she isn’t sad.She then starts playing her own game,starts skipping stones and jumps on patterns on the floor and is playing and is in her own world where she dreams of good things,that she will be better and will have a normal life.Or maybe I am completely wrong,she is sad very sad and she accepted her fate and is dealing with it in her own strange way,maybe she is dreaming,maybe she isn’t.

I decided to take her photograph while she played but she ran away after some people around the corner again with the hope that they’ll buy flowers from her.
1,000 of people must have seen her and some of them may have noticed her and for others she simply wasn’t there.

This made me realize how much we have been provided with and how truly ungrateful we are.


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