It all started when we were taken off the shelves from an expensive shoe store in London by a rich man. He picked me off first and looked at me, turning me over and over.
Hindi Social story of a old poor cobbler, he was alone which made him peevish. He would wait whole day for a customer.
Now it was Salim’s routine to go and visit Ahmad on his shop one or two times a week, he was slowly and steadily convincing Ahmad to go to school.
The cobbler sat on the busy street side, his usual site for the past many years. When other cobblers wandered with their tools providing mobile services