The Leper

I was out early morning on the scooter to have a cup of tea. There was a leper there who was handing his glass to drink tea. A thought came to my mind to give him some money. But then I did not! Later on in the evening, I saw him again. The same urge to help him came back to me. I gave him a generous offering and hugged him. Tears started welling on his cheeks. I broke into a poem of happiness and gratitude.


Author: Anand Bose

I am a Hellenic Philistine driven by the mad pursuit of aestheticism, an existential nihilist and post modern deconstructionist. I am also a Christian Apologist.

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