I feel happy about so many people I have had a chance to meet and interact.
I feel like putting them on record in no particular sequence.
Like the person I saw sitting near RKMutt. He was sitting on the pavement. He was not begging but I guess there was a bowl in front of h im. I promptly placed a rupee coin in the bowl and looked at him. He was smiling in general and I have still not forgotten the happiness he exuded. Now, what was his lot I wonder?
He was severely handicapped, sitting on a pavement under the sky. Perhaps he thought it was his duty to keep the begging bowl as a respect to maintain his body. How did he have the smile on his face? I still have not forgotten how my day was made looking at that smiling happy person. Some people are born to bring sunshine around.
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