Cashless life’s a mess

By Neel Anil Panicker

Outside the banks the lines just got longer. It seems both men and machines have gone crazy.

Inside the cubicle-sized ATM kiosk, the forty-something guard Gobind Mishra feels the imprint of a boot on his posterior. His ears are assailed by a stream of filthy abuses.

Another night has slipped by.

Another cash-less day has broken out.

The forty-something guard knows what that means: no food for his wife and two children for the third straight day.

An hour later he walks across to ‘Patriots Diner’.

The offer of “Work available__no money, only food”, is too tempting to refuse.


PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot


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