Bharat read the newspaper as he sipped his morning tea. With a warm glow inside, he read about the brave army jawans in Kargil. Their young faces flashed through his mind from last night's TV programme. His daughter interrupted his reverie. "Daddy, our college is raising money for war widows. I've put in all my savings. But it's so little! Can't you chip in?"
"Open the wallet in the inside pocket of my jacket," Bharat said. "Take
"Ooh, thanks Daddy," his daughter squealed and rushed out.
Bharat gobbled his breakfast wanting to beat the rush-hour crowd. His wife poured his second cup of tea and murmured, "Our kitty club wants to make a contribution to the Army Welfare Fund, dear. I was wondering if you could help? It's a good cause, you know."
"Of course it is," Bharat said impatiently. "Pass me my cheque book." His wife quickly brought his cheque book. Bharat dashed off a cheque for Rs 5,000 in favour of the Army Central Welfare Fund. He rushed out to his waiting car. Stopping at a red light, he was approached by two...