there's this man on wheelchairs in the lrt station i stop by everyday. he sells RM1 tissue and little bag of chips for a living. i've always told myself to stop by his wheelchair and buy something from him as a form of support for his independence and courage to actually earn money to support himself. he's not like other people that begs for money from table to table in the hawker centre when they look healthy and capable of actually working to earn a living instead of begging. this man wants to support himself. and i think i should give him a little support. but i haven't bought from him yet. after a year of taking the lrt. giving myself the excuse of catching the train is just well, an excuse.
anyway, one day i saw a gentleman standing by the man on wheels. he wasn't just buying chips or tissues from him. he was actually talking to him. it awed me that there are still such kind people around. to actually stop in their tracks and talk to a stranger. to give warmth and kindness to a total stranger. it makes me believe in goodness of human. that there's this goodness in each and everyone of us. but we just choose to lock it up because we're too 'busy' to care. how sad. shouldn't this goodness be shared and shown?
thank you, stranger. for giving me more confidence in kindness of human beings. :D
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