Pinky Alternate Ending

When the devastating floods hit the city and sunk many lives, leaving the people with gloominess and irrecoverable distress, Pinky found that little girl in the street while involving in the relief operations. That little girl was not a part of the crowd receiving the aid but was sitting aloof alongside the people, not expecting any assistance. Pinky was disturbed to see a little girl left behind without any elderly support and slowly she walked in her direction and sat beside her. Wrapping the little girl with her arm she asked “did you receive the food packet?” The girl was sitting like a frozen doll. Pinky’s anxiety was mounted up and again she asked the same question at a snail's pace. Not getting a reply, Pinky supposed that she must be
After a long and exasperated day of relief work that she carried out along with other volunteers since morning, Pinky was emotionally shaken by seeing the stranded people who were battered by the dreadful rains and floods. Many lost their homes, hard earned assets along with their hope. Some lost their lives too and the intense cries of their loved ones sent chillness through her spine.
Pinky was completely horrified and was praying for more power and love for those people. Just before leaving from there, yet again she found that same little girl whom she saw in the morning, sitting lonely in the darkness. Her heart pounded for her and she was reluctant of leaving from there without doing something for her. Though all of the volunteers had left from there, she decided to stay back for a while. May be she was very much drawn upon and worried about the little and lonely
Knowing it will take some time to reach because of water logged roads, Pinky began her conversation with the girl again. “How old are you?” “11 years”. Pinky thought, in this early age, the worst and irrecoverable loss has happened to Asha. Her pain and suffering can’t be explained and relieved. Meanwhile, Pinky noticed the girl was carrying a pair of chappals in her hand. Pinky told “Asha, why don’t you wear them in legs instead of carrying. The girl refused. After a pause, she said, “It will be soiled akka (sister). My mom gifted me this. Asha Continued, “Yesterday was my birthday. I asked her a pair of new chappals as my gift. In spite of her too little earnings, she also bought me an extra new dress which I am wearing now”. Pinky was almost tattered hearing this and stood still as she felt all her blood vessels bursting in distress. The girl added, “I lost my mother now. I cried for the whole day, I cried for losing her, I cried for losing my home... I yelled, I shouted, I banged my head on the walls; I kicked ‘and punched everything I found. And after all that, now I am recovering.” Pinky was thunderstruck. ‘How this girl is bearing all the emotional pains and now telling that she is recovering…that too in a single day?, Should I need to console her or appreciate and uplift her’, she was