... were they both looking at what they only can dream of ... a big belly ?

I had already a pleasant talk with the rickshaw man before while the poor man was sleeping at another place, but when I passed again the poor had shifted place right in front of the rickshaw man, perfect moment to try something out, shortly after the poor most problably mental hadicapped went sleeping again, his clothes were totally torned up, a bit undecent, lucky I could leave that out.

A portrait of the Rickshaw Man you will find further on ...