PROLOGUE
About 4 months ago, a man rang by bell, I went outside and it was a usual begger (or beggar because apparently the CHANGED IT) in my area. He pleaded for some groceries for his family (this was his usual line) and I was obliged so I went inside and I got (if I can remember properly); Crix biscuits, milk and cerial.
I went outside and gave it to him, then he said “Thank you thank you soooo much!! God bless”, immediately I replied “It’s not a problem! Take care! =)”
He then looked in the bag and his facial expression changed I mean DAMN IT CHANGED!!!!!! I noticed this, then I started walking away, he then stopped me and said, ” you don’t have anything else like flower, I would really appreciate something else, I don’t really need this”
Now, I mean WHAT? I stopped, and I turned around and in my head I was just like WHAT! YOU SERIOUS???!!!!! I looked at him for like 5 seconds then just continued inside my house.
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4 Months later……
I was on my way to meet a client and mid-way through driving out of my neighbourhood there was the same guy walking down the road in the hot sun. He waved at me to catch a ride and for that duration between seeing that wave and arriving at his side, time slowed down I mean seriously lol and I thought about if I should or shouldn’t.
Brief description of the dude:
Short indian man with lots of hair; wearing a vest, short pants and slippers; holding a market bag, and he walks with a limp. He’s about 42 years old.
So I stop we engage in brief convo, he asks for money I was not obliged but I did offer him a lift to outside the area.
He enters the passenger seat, he doesn’t smell too pleasant but it wasn’t unbearable. I continued driving and we began speaking….
THIS IS WHERE THINGS GET … MATURE
I realized that he can’t talk proper English and it was difficult for me to decode his speech. Anyway, you know when you have this feeling of “power” over someone? Well yea I had that feeling over him and during that ride I was thinking “what makes this man a lesser man than myself? What gives me the right to look down on him because he doesn’t have a lot of money or a car or possibly even a job or fluent English or being well groomed?”
“Maybe he should go around asking for a JOB instead of money? By doing that he can also find a stable income, possibly meet people of his profession and move up a ladder that would make him a so called (by definition of some IDIOT) ‘somebody’. “
Anyway….so we are on the highway now and he reaches into his pants pocket and he takes out a few crumpled dollars (I’m not sure how much, I was driving) and he begins counting them and honestly the counting didn’t last long – he then sighs and shakes his head and stuffs the money back into his pocket.
“I’ll take it here”, he remarks. I then reply “Sure man, take care”.
“tank you tank you tank you!”, he then fumbles out of the car (because of his limp) and begins limping toward is destination (wherever it may be).
THE MORALE (EPILOGUE) 
Are you a somebody? Do you think just because someone says “God bless” they are nice? Do you think you’re happy?
Successful? Don’t you think you are brainwashed? You can only know good company after ACTUALLY KNOWING GOOD COMPANY….and how can you know this if you just met someone? What if you could feel like a 5 year old a Christmas morning EVERY SINGLE DAY? HUH? Amazing right?
Do you think that just because you did a good deed that you are a good person? Everyone has problems.
Maybe you think your life is hard? Why do we work? Do you like your life?
We have no right to judge people….we are all equal and if you think you are better than someone else well lol good luck with that.
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