There’s money in dirt – cracking your mask

The rickshaw stalled in the crowded street. And from nowhere the little girl was right beside me, hand out, waiting, smiling. This is an every time and everyday occurrence in India; and as a tourist you are a beacon in a sea of colour. It’s smart, you are the most likely to give and you are more likely to give more than the locals. This little girl covered in street dirt and torn clothes is not doing what I ask...