During the killings at the Taj Mahal hotel and other parts of Mumbai - a new life entered this world. A small girl. Born in a government hospital. Born to a woman who has been forced to live on the pavement.
A few days ago our staff told us about a new, very pregnant young woman who was sleeping on the pavement. It seems her husband was a construction worker and fell to his death. His family did not want her and pushed her out in the 9th month of her pregnancy. Our staff helped her get admitted at the civil hospital where she gave birth to a beautiful little girl.
We have been trying to see what can be done about this tiny family. Our lady staff meet the woman on their way back to their hostel flat - and have talked with her, prayed with her. She asked them to name the child - and Lata christened her "Esther" since the child was shining.
We wanted to take this lady to Mukti Mission today. She said she was willing. But when we went to get her - she was gone. The local shopkeepers said that a stout lady had come, put her in an auto-rickshaw and driven away.
Where is little Esther tonight? Where is this new life?
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