"I distinctly remember my father sighing heavily while we were having lunch one day. in those days, the area around the stove was carpeted. our mother would seat us around it and we would have our meals there. I was around 10 years old then, our father was looking at us and sighing heavily. Then he said to our mother while looking at us: if their stomachs are being fed with american charity today won't they be their slaves tomorrow? (there was a severe shortage of wheat and Americans had sent some as charity). Haven't we become their slaves? Isn't one meal a day better than slavery?
- Shamim Samdani
- Shamim Samdani