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Friday, February 24, 2006


“Acchi didi,
Pyari didi,
paise do na?”
A spindly arm
reaches into my cab and I look
up to see her pleading eyes.
When I turn my face away,
she adds quickly,
“Tum Rani Mukherjee
jaise dikhti ho,
paise do na?”
For a second, I’m
stunned; look at
her blankly.
Then almost immediately

both of us burst out laughing
at the pathetic desperation
of her situation.


Travellete 4 - Bombay, Feb 2006.


Blogger LAK said...

Hi, first time here. Thought provoking, quirky posts!So, the beggars have become more savvy, eh? No more bhagwaan tumhe beta de!

8:41 PM  
Blogger None said...

rani mukerjee, eh? :)


2:52 PM  
Blogger kaaju katli said...

lak - Thanks so much for coming by :)

none - I know, and I look nothing like her :D

10:57 AM  
Blogger Nessa said...

Loved this, as always...

You make everyday things so flowery with your words.. This one was as plain and simple as the story itself.. Still flowery though :)

Plus, we all love flattery sometimes, don't we?

11:08 AM  
Blogger ara said...

u capture so much in so few words -- amazing post, cool blog.

will be back for sure,

7:37 AM  
Blogger Parul Gahlot said...

Good one!

3:04 PM  
Anonymous Charu said...

:) it did get your attention, atleast momentarily...

9:13 AM  
Blogger Dan Husain said...

Travellete is becoming a full course cusine now! :-)

9:56 PM  
Blogger manisha lakhe said...

great blog kk! shall be back.

3:25 PM  
Blogger tilotamma said...

Excellent :-)

6:23 AM  
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