“It was the best purchase I have ever made in my entire life,” I told Nicole after I bought the young beggar a samosa at the New Jalipiguri train station. 3 rupees. Not even 10 cents.
“So you can feel good about yourself for having fed a hungry eight year old?” she answered questioningly.
It was worse than that. Really, I was happy because this little boy, who had come up to me at least five times would no longer bother me.
I bought off the bother, the annoyance.
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