A different feeling

We had a social gathering, a very small one for that matter including only close friends and family. Our family likes to keep everything extra so in the prospect of keeping a little extra we had ‘a little more than necessary extra.’ Well, I am talking about food.

Our religious beliefs and our moral values both tell us not to waste any of it which made the duty of us four cousins to do something useful with that. We had not time to clear everything and tidy up and the only option was ‘sharing’ and ‘distributing’.

Needless to say it is easy in our surrounding to find the needy and the poor. We went to a nearby temple outside which we found a family of five who could surely use our food. We unbundled the food packets and gave it to them, the box of sweets being a little more than they expected. Their eyes almost questioned, “All of it? Just for us?” and we were all exuberant just do the small deed. There was a lot for them and yet they promised that they’d share it with all of their other mates.

It was a different feeling altogether, which I will not be able to express with the limits of my vocabulary. I might have over the years helped someone in need with some money, or some old clothes or even food but I had never felt this. Never had I seen people with such feeling in their hearts and never had I seen someone in need considering the help so worthy. I have never been in favour of giving money randomly because I am never able to trust where the money is going? What would be bought with that? Was the need real or made up? But this help was exceptional.

This deed despite being so petty made me feel something which I hadn’t in a long time, or I don’t even know if I ever have.