No place for the poor!

The other day I was going to my classes near the Central Road. Initially I thought of walking but the heat compelled me to take a rickshaw. I was nearly there when the driver stopped near a shop. I was about to ask him why did he stop suddenly but he went to the shop without answering me and came back with a bottle of mineral water. When he started off again, he smiled very feebly and replied,-“Water crisis at home, apa. I came out early not only with an empty stomach but thirsty as well.”
The man left me completely speechless. I asked myself where and how we are living--in a city where a man ridden with poverty cannot even drink water free of charge!