By Mohamed Keshavjee
‘Shoeshine, sir?’ asked the young lad with a shoeshine box in his hand, as I peered into the window of a shop in New Delhi’s fashionable Connaught Circus.
‘No thanks’, I responded. ‘I’m in a hurry. I have to go somewhere.’
‘Will be quick, and make like new’, he said reassuringly.
‘No’, I said again. ‘I do not want to shine my shoes.’
I tried fobbing him off, but it was difficult. He then followed me and tried to engage me in conversation.
‘From where, sir?’ he asked.
Read more – Dated: Jan 13, 2017
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