KINDNESS IS NOISELESS
It poured down heavily here in Trivandrum this morning. While most folks kept themselves warm indoors, I’ve found standing in front of our gate completely drenched and shivering in cold but yelling at the top of her lungs as usual, this old fisher-women braving the downpour and getting in sync with the nature to reach her daily customers for her livelihood. She was calling my wife. Quite surprised to see that poor lady venturing out in such dirty weather and at the same time moved by her pathetic condition, I’ve asked my wife to buy something extra just to make her happy. I know this lady devotes most of her time to caring for her ailing husband who no longer works and her widowed daughter whom she has brought back to her house after her husband’s untimely death.
“She was telling me of a strange experience she had in the morning” said my wife while stepping back inside the house after buying some fish from her. “She was waiting at the bus stop near Shanghumugham to board a bus to Pattom. However there was no bus. So she made her way amidst the heavy rain to the nearby junction to hire an auto rickshaw. Many auto rickshaws passed by but none were willing to take a fully drenched fisher-woman with a nauseating palm woven fish basket held above her head. Finally one young man stopped in front of her and took her in. Maneuvered through flooded roads, he dropped her at Pattom. To her utter astonishment, this young man refused to take money from her. While getting down, he twisted himself around, leaning over the back of her driver seat and said that he too has a mother and can understand what it is like to struggle to make ends meet. Before he rode away, he also cautioned her that she may get sick by getting wet from the rain….”
By the time she finished narrating this incident, I had a really good feeling about him. He has treated the poor lady the way he treat his mother. He was willing to forgo some fifty or sixty odd bucks or even more which he could certainly make by giving this lame excuse that it’s raining heavily. Like a caring son, he cautioned her and left without thinking that he had done anything unusual. Dear brother, I salute you from the bottom of my heart. You gave me one more reason to believe that there is still some kindness left in this world. Every day we come across some beautiful people we may never see again. But the fact that such people are there in the midst of us gives an everlasting contentment.
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| KINDNESS IS NOISELESS |
It poured down heavily here in Trivandrum this morning. While most folks kept themselves warm indoors, I’ve found standing in front of our gate completely drenched and shivering in cold but yelling at the top of her lungs as usual, this old fisher-women braving the downpour and getting in sync with the nature to reach her daily customers for her livelihood. She was calling my wife. Quite surprised to see that poor lady venturing out in such dirty weather and at the same time moved by her pathetic condition, I’ve asked my wife to buy something extra just to make her happy. I know this lady devotes most of her time to caring for her ailing husband who no longer works and her widowed daughter whom she has brought back to her house after her husband’s untimely death.
“She was telling me of a strange experience she had in the morning” said my wife while stepping back inside the house after buying some fish from her. “She was waiting at the bus stop near Shanghumugham to board a bus to Pattom. However there was no bus. So she made her way amidst the heavy rain to the nearby junction to hire an auto rickshaw. Many auto rickshaws passed by but none were willing to take a fully drenched fisher-woman with a nauseating palm woven fish basket held above her head. Finally one young man stopped in front of her and took her in. Maneuvered through flooded roads, he dropped her at Pattom. To her utter astonishment, this young man refused to take money from her. While getting down, he twisted himself around, leaning over the back of her driver seat and said that he too has a mother and can understand what it is like to struggle to make ends meet. Before he rode away, he also cautioned her that she may get sick by getting wet from the rain….”
By the time she finished narrating this incident, I had a really good feeling about him. He has treated the poor lady the way he treat his mother. He was willing to forgo some fifty or sixty odd bucks or even more which he could certainly make by giving this lame excuse that it’s raining heavily. Like a caring son, he cautioned her and left without thinking that he had done anything unusual. Dear brother, I salute you from the bottom of my heart. You gave me one more reason to believe that there is still some kindness left in this world. Every day we come across some beautiful people we may never see again. But the fact that such people are there in the midst of us gives an everlasting contentment.
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