This was one of the Mumbai’s busiest interstate Railway Stations. Everyone was in hurry. Whether the passengers, coolies, vendors or the railway staffs all were in rush. Amid this; his eyes were scanning something into a dustbin at the platform. With a blink his eyes got bit brighter and he swiftly picked up few empty plastic bottles from the stinking dustbin and within no time disappeared from the scene. Balbu was on run…
