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Filed late Foto Zulfiqar Chachar A Kulfi Seller Aquib ali Shar “I was selling kulfis when 10 older boys approached me from behind,” shares Zulfiqar Ali Chachar, while referring to the ‘tragedy’ that has scarred him to this day. “They took my kulfis and ran away without paying me. I was so small I couldn’t even stand up to them or chase them. I was afraid that my father would get angry and started crying on the street. You see, I come from a poor farming family in a village called Aman Chachar, 25km from Daharki. Our family made very little money so my father started a kulfi reri to help meet ends and this was a major loss for him.” Zulfiqar didn’t want to sell kulfis for a living. Like most children his age, he wanted to go to school with his friends. But his family’s finances forced him to work and pay for his own studies. For primary school, he walked two kilometres to school each day but couldn’t afford to buy books. So he made a deal with his seniors to buy books from the...