A Doggy-Bag Story
We had dined in one of Mumbai’s finest restaurants and they didn’t stint on the portions.
And we failed to eat it all!
So they gave us a large doggy bag and told us to give it to one of the beggars outside. We tried to refuse the bag, but they insisted.
In some ways it’s sad that mothers have to beg for their food in one of India’s richest cities, but they have put a system together to help.
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