My Hooligan

, a mother is the grea

ft the village early enough with a promise to her grandmother that She will be paying her a visit

ne is going to their various places of work, she saw some of her mates

she saw a group of beggars, mainly children and women, s

meone tapped her shoulder and she twisted her head to the side to see who it was. I saw two boys, probably my age and one pointe

es

d my brother haven't eaten since yesterday."

as I divided my bread into two more

e and we ate our

ring the water bottle in grandma

d my brother's name is Khaleel,

is second brother. "Can't he speak, you

e, he can

eel. "Was he born this way or..." I left

born t

out your

ncle, his brother. His wife maltreated us and one day, we decided t

ka

me sign language a

know why yo

free will to find my lost treasure." I

while some covered their noses. I praye

oked as if all the sun families were

n though I shared my bread with these brothers, I won't let my guards down, they might be thi

noticed it was very late, most of the shops were closed and the street was almost empty. It would seem I slept

saw five boys, older than Krish a little, four

ing and who seemed to be their leader

our bag."

g? No

olding it tightly and wouldn't let go of it

disturb." I told the boy that held my cloth. "Would you please let go of my gown." I

arrested, so give me your bag if you value your life."

e deaf boy getting angrier by the minute. I don't normally get

ys make sure I don't get provoked, but this dea

s to let go of my clothes now that I am still calm or el

d, shaking me as his no

n will get confused as to from which wound it