The yearning of a child :

  Today, a girl child as a costumer visited my shop. Her eyes were sparkling at all the things in the shop. Her fingers were dancing to the rhythm of her longingness. 

  I wondered at her essence of necessity . Waited for her voice for the call. 

   She pointed at a chocolate which costed five rupees. I, with all eagerness both as a seller and as an admirer, handed over it to that sweet little hands . 

    She gave me four rupees, which was insufficient for that chocolate that she wished for .

    She, with all dry face gave back the chocolate to me.

     Some voice within me said to give that chocolate back to her, not just for the sake of money but for the sake for her little smile.

  Here, I witnessed the invisible shopkeeper and a new born lady of humanity.

   Money speaks alot, but not more than poverty.

   Position speaks alot, but not more than humanity .

      Hope, she enjoyed her chocolate flavoured with humanity .