'Stop,' the harried father screamed.
The boy paused and his eyes came across a placard - 'Atithi Devo Bhava'
He asked his father about it.
'Atithi Devo Bhava means that Guests are equivalent to God and we should treat them with the highest respect.' His father said to which the boy nodded his head in agreement.
There was a loud babble of voices and a large mob surrounded a tall American citizen who was arguing with a taxi driver.
'Oh my God! Look at that West Indian,' the Father said to his son.
'Where?' the son asked.
'Arey, see that Negro, blackie over there,' he pointed and said,'so tall no.'
The little boy looked straight into his eyes and recollected what his father said minutes ago.
My April A to Z Challenge 2017 post will be written on a common theme - Hypocrisy of Indians.
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