There he was sitting on the floor, with no minimum attention to guys with their bulldogs and girls painting there initials & taking photos for a new facebook posting. That Friday night at Corba streets, Ali could find a place to paint his black & white life in COLOURS .Totally invisible to ppl in the street he was busy doing some painting. I asked his permission for a photo & he nicely accepted with a beautiful smile on his face. A Street child left all the city chaos behind his back and started an imaginary life from scratch every Friday night. I asked him if he needed anything, he thought for a while then replied ‘bananas’!I would like some bananas :).jpg)
The fruit Man was nearby, so I handed him some bananas, apples & yogurt. He took them silently but his eyes showed more than just being thankful. He was happy! I left him with a painful heart, and the best I could do is to promise to meet him next Friday to see his new paintings. Kindly he accepted, and when I asked him not to change his place, he moved his head as saying ‘NO, I won’t.
Thanks Ali for your kindness facing cruelty of this mad city. You’re there to give hope. Paint a world of your own, and I hope one day lights will find you, shining like the sun , smiling ,having fun , feeling like a number one.
