On a rushed Mumbai morning, December — 2015
— The sudden overnight chill caused by climate change —
The office goer notices an elderly couple on haunches
Eating hot street food with bare fingers, near the busy cart,
— The plastic spoons are not for the beggars anyway —
Their mouths working hungrily over the little snack
As if it were the last meal of the day.
He makes a detour, despite getting late
Pays for the extra two plates of poha and resumes
His walk to the nearest bus stand and
While looking back for a fleeting instant
Finds the Narayana smiling on each gaunt face.
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