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Act of Kindness

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When I see a homeless person on the street my heart breaks. My mind goes into an endless spiral thinking what adversities the person may have gone through to land up in an unfortunate situation like this.

While my heart wails, I am often hesitant to give them money. Long back I read about homeless people and drug abuse. That article struck me hard and have invariably imprinted itself in my front lobe permanently. Somehow my thoughts never permit me to give them cash, as my subconscious mind curls up thinking the money will be abused. And every time I walk away from such predicament feeling guilty.

I am sure not everyone on the street is a drug addict, nor everyone will misuse the money.  But for few miscreants, I have been measuring everyone with the same yardstick. I know I have to find a way to break away from the…

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24 thoughts on “Act of Kindness”

  1. I don’t think that way. But something similar happened to me on several occasions. I’d buy them some pastry, and they’d throw it away yelling they never asked for it.
    Regardless, we have to show mercy and compassion. It’s easy for us to judge on a full stomach.

  5. Well to be thinking invariably about the miscreants is completely understood.But it’s all instinctive.As humans,compassion is the only thing we need in need.You got your ways figured out,sir.It’s the empathy that matters.

  7. I too come upon people like this and my mindset goes to a different direction upon judging like it used to. I can’t judge others on what they do with the gratuity I provide, them going out their to do that to get it shows a need and to me I feel that perhaps their motives may be pure when they seek a meal and I try to convince myself that they are going to do the right thing. Because I often see homeless people in fast food places buying meals with money they collected which makes me feel that not everyone is out for a hit but some are out for a hot meal.

  9. You have such a sweet and kind heart. You know in India, we can’t take people to restaurants and give them blankets – there are so many people we see everyday in need – at the traffic lights, along the footpaths, everywhere. I just pray to my Lord. He is the Supreme Organizer of my life and all creation.
    When i take out money to give someone, I ask Him to help – and He does – sometimes the traffic light will change and i won’t be able to give. Sometimes, the traffic light will change but just that very minute the car brake will be tight – the money in the right hands and all is well and hunky-dory. Sometimes, i want to give but have no money.
    i just accept it as His divine organization for the best for all of us — and makes me feel so happy and in love with Him, for playing with me and being with me, in the little moments of life. 🙂

  10. Whenever I read your thoughts I feel serene, I feel blessed. You are such an amazing soul. Whenever I come to Bangalore I will love to meet you and learn few things on positivity, staying happy regardless of situation and charming. I am so glad to come across you. Stay like this never change ❤️

  11. Aww….you are just so, so, so kind! Look forward to your trip here. 🙂 Really feel blessed to connect, thank you so, so much – and then some more…for who you are and the light you share. 🙂

  15. Jo apne likha hai esko likhne ke liye dimaag ki jarurat nahi………ye bahut hi aasaan hai likhna kyunki aap ese dil se likha hai…..magar esey har koyee aasaani se nahi kar sakta ….eske liye dil bahut badaa honaa chahiye………..aap ek bade dilwaale hain….kash sabki soch aisi hoti …….
    sach dil dukhta hai jab kisi ke aankhon men aasun dekhte hain.
    magar unka dil kyun nahi dikhta jinhen ham satta saupte hain.

  18. Thank you so much for such a lovely comment. I am hardly doing anything. I hope together we can bring a structural change to the society at large.

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