..the mob had already began their day-to-day activities, while I was coming back from the gym.

A nun carrying bags full of stationery and other was slowly walking by along the side of the service road, I was only a few blocks away from my home. I was about to pass by her, for a moment, I slowed to her pace and asked ".. may I help you with those.. " she was a bit taken aback I didnt understand why, but then I offered again, thinking that she being old might not have heard what I said. ".. am going the same cross lane, I may carry it for you till the road takes divertion, I live in # 747.. ", But this time she was composed and replied, very calmly "no, thankyou dear.. it is alright, not heavy. God bless you for your kindness.. ".