A begger accosted a friend of mine in the slow Kolkatan traffic, obviously one with whom he was well acquainted, and this is a snippet of what transpired:
Beggar: Good afternoon, Dada!
Friend: How are you today . . . (thrusts Ten Ruppies note into her hand)
Beggar: Dada, I’m not taking Ten Ruppies today. My child is sick . . .
I’m very impressed with this woman.