Chapter 9 – Enemies and Friends..The small bundles of newspaper had done more than put coins in Sanjay’s hands. They had put dignity back into his walk, light back into his eyes. Every morning he stood near the school gates, calling out with a strong, steady voice:“Paper bundles! Neat, cheap, ready to use!”Soon, children began recognizing him, even greeting him cheerfully. Some mothers stopped by too, thanking him for the savings. Each smile, each word of kindness stitched back the torn cloth of Sanjay’s confidence.But in the bazaar, not everyone smiled.Karim, the moustached shopkeeper who had once fooled Sanjay, watched