As I left work, I noticed one of the staff from the lower rung of the administration waiting for public transport. I had a chance to meet with him that morning about some work. I greeted him and asked him his destination. I waved at a rickshaw, and we headed towards the metro station. On the way he mentioned, he waits for a bus because it helps him save a small amount, but that it took more time. I was astonished at my privilege and reminded of the inequality that is all around. We talked along the way, so much so that the rickshaw puller also joined us giving consent to what we were talking.
Anil got down at metro, and I thought that he felt reassured that people don’t hesitate in sharing a ride with him because of hierarchy. I asked the rickshaw puller to take me to a nearby place. Incidentally, hardly 50 meters ahead, a seemingly well off older man waved at us indicating he wanted a lift. I was a bit surprised initially, but I offered him one, and it was indeed satisfying.
Anyone can be vulnerable and your kindness can make a difference in their lives.