This evening, I went on the Kechara Soup Kitchen Petaling Jaya route, with Mr. Lim driving, Clifford and Joyce in the car. It started pouring just as we headed out and many of the homeless were nowhere to be seen. We still ploughed on and Mr. Lim was the hero of the evening, heading out into the rain with our solitary umbrella to look for our usual clients.
At a particular bus stop, we gave some packets of food to a one-legged man on crutches who is one of KSK's regulars. As we left, we saw two big tough looking guys going up to the one-legged man and helping themselves to his food. What kind of people are these who can take from a homeless person who was an invalid? These two guys had a motorcycle, they were wearing watches, they obviously could afford food, yet they had no compunction about taking from the homeless.
We wondered if we should step in but what was the point? Those two looked like they could have us for breakfast. In the end, we just drove away in disgust.
What is the world coming to?
2 years ago
1 comment:
Thus the unsatisfactoriness of conditioned existence...
I used to make vows whenever I passed by these people that they would be alleviated and tried on my own once to forgo 2 meals twice a week and give food/beverage randomly to them...still recall one I gave my shoes as he was barefooted, it was so liberating that I felt my whole being just shook with joy...
KSK's efforts reminded me so much of that...
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