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The have-nots

Today I saw two kinds of people in bus: the haves-yet-don't-cares and the have-nots.
First I saw a woman whose saree pallu had fallen down revealing her blouse. She didn't care enough to correct it and after I managed to stare her down for 10 minutes, she slowly put the pallu back where it belongs.
A woman sitting in front of me, signalled to another woman far away to correct her saree pallu, which revealed the torn blouse. I turned and saw her vainly trying to cover her torn blouse with saree and at that moment, I felt tears in my eyes that accompanied a helplessness because in our country there are women who don't even have enough clothes to attire themselves fully.
And I remembered that it was today morning that I was telling my mother that the dress I was wearing had become old. What choice do they have? None like me, I'm sure.
What can I do to help them? I have been taxing my brains looking for a permanent solution to deep poverty.

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