Curry Leaves

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"How much is this for?" I asked looking at the final set of curry leaves lying on the cloth.

"Three rupees only" she said, rolling her eyes up with a hope that I'd buy them and she can go home but still confused if she has asked for more for those only leaves left on the piece of cloth.

I took out a five rupee coin from my wallet and handed it to her with a smile and said, "Keep this five, mousi."

I turned around and started moving towards my bike but was confused about how to hang these small carry bags, overfilled with vegetables.

"Son take this, it'll be easy for you to hang all this stuff on your bike" said the woman with a smile on her face and went back to her place, folding the piece of cloth on which she sold the curry leaves.

This is a true story which happened to me, when I went to the vegetable market this afternoon and after this I was speechless for a moment and I then realized and was reassured that love and care are the things which happen to keep coming even if you keep giving. The lady did not have any carry bags at all for giving it to her customers. She has given it to me by emptying all her belongings and tying them in that piece of cloth.

This post is a part of the Five Sentence Fiction - Confusion activity at lilliemcferrin.com.