A begger was seated on the ground, Opposite to the fashionable club. He was covered with dirty sack. And his hair was full of dust. Some days, he would be lying down with his head in the dust, naked body covered with the dirty sack. Other days he'd be sitting up, Perfectly still. Looking without seeing.
One evening there was some function in the club. It was all lite up. and sparkling cars full of laughing people were driving in. firing their horns. Light music came from the club. loud and air filling. Many policemen are in the entrance. Some people gathered to watch the smartly dressed and well behaved people pass by their cars.
The begger had turned down his back on all these. One man offered him something to eat, and a cigerette. And he is smoking with a smile on his face. What a bliss!.