I met her in a village near Sundarijal. I tried to talk to her and took few shots of her but she did not speak. She quickly grabbed the chocolate I gave and looked at me with a strange expression but she never smiled back for a single instance. Unfortunately there was nobody around to ask about her.
“My son is just 7 years old but he teaches me how to use computer”, “My 5 years old cousin does some classical dance.” I have been accustomed to hearing such amazing stories of modern children in the valley. I though – just few kilometers away from this crowd there lives this girl completely unaware of
the modern society. I wonder if she understood my greetings.