Live_For_The_Nation

It was a sunny day and Chitra was on her way to office. Like every day, she reached Noida City Center metro station to go to her office in Gurgaon. She heard someone calling from behind, and she looks back to see a 9-10 years old girl running towards her with something in her hand.“didiji yehlo aapka rose (sister, here is your rose)”, she said to Chitra. Chitra smiled and took the red rose and gave Rs.10/- to Munni. Chitra knew Munni ( a girl who sells  “red roses”  at the metro station) as she used to buy one red rose from her just to make her smile and slowly it became a part of both the lives.  Munni used to be among half-dozens of girls who sell roses at metro station and other areas of public gathering. Nobody knows about Munni’s family and nobody has ever asked her about the same . Whenever Chitra used to ask munni about her family, she always ran away from there without saying a word . Munni used to request passengers of age in mid 20s to buy roses at Rs.10/- each and on spec