“Pappa…Can I have an apple?”, my five year old asked me.
“Not now, dear!”, I told him patiently.
“But, there are plenty here.Why can’t I have atleast one?”, my child asked again.
Due to lockdown restrictions, our small shop was allowed to reopen only today. With hardly any customer, I am not sure if we would even have dinner on our plate today.
I looked at my son who still had his eyes on apples and let out a sigh. Sometimes, life isn’t fair, I have big box full of apples here, but not a single one for my son!
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