A ten year old boy boarded the bus with a plaster on his right
hand and a heavy bag in his other hand.After he settled down in
the seat next to me,
I asked him as to how he got hurt.Were you playing on the street?
He said, 'No I was running on the street,and a scooter hit me'.
Me: 'Cant you takecare?why did you have to run?The vehicle drivers drive very recklessly.You have to be careful'
Boy: 'Akka,I had to run away as my dad who was drunk was coming behind me to beat me up. I stopped him from beating up my mother'.

I became silent...