Just can't shake off the faces of the kids at Kandahar. Kids, no older than mid teens. At such tender age they are out earning a couple measly bucks, shining shoes and washing cars. How hard life has been, and will be for them? Still they are all wide-eye and smiley face and high spirited. Innocence is perhaps a blessing and a curse.
Poverty is a vicious cycle. How do we break that? I thought of my twin nephews A and J at home, how blessed and how lucky and how spoilt they are.