CHHOTU

She weaves through the traffic fresh flowers in hand. He brings your chai in a bustling tea-stall. Before you can ask their names they disappear in the crowd.On the streets of India you often find a curious sight: chirpy kids scurrying about catering to your every need be it an urgent bicycle repair or a quick caffeine fix their eyes sparkling with hopes and dreams.They’re small ― so small they slip through the cracks. They are everywhere yet they are invisible.Chhotu a collection of ten tales is a glimpse into the world of every ‘Chhotu’ ― the child behind the name the broken-tooth smile and their untold story of hope resilience and rebellion.Do you remember the last Chhotu you met? Did you ask him his name?