I saw her sitting all by her self. I went near her and asked her where here parents were. From across the street came a voice and her mother waived at me to signal that she was close by. She was breast feeding her new born. I then asked the little girl why she wasn’t sitting with her mother. And with that she started sobbing and kept saying nothing was wrong. My coaxing didn’t work so I crossed the street to ask her mother as to why she was crying. As I reached her she said, “She thinks I don’t love her anymore. She thinks I love her sister more”.
Met her in Patan Darbar Square
