I took a train in Mumbai, India. My destination was Dharavi Slums. Unluckily the train was driving into the wrong direction (no idea how this could happen to be honest).

But this incident lead to a very wonderful encounter. When I left the train, I decided to explore the neighborhood instead of driving to Dharavi Slums. That was the right decision, because I met a bunch of kind Indian kids who showed me the area.

They brought me to some places where I got food and drinks. Unluckily it was Ramadan, so I could not offer them anything. I still tried to buy them something for later, but they always refused.

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