the joy of helping others..

..the mob had already began with their day-to-day activities, while I was coming back from the gym. A nun, I think she was from the congregation near to my block, was carrying bags full of stationery and other slowly walking 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 didn’t understand why, but then I offered again, thinking 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 diversion, and I live in # 747... ", But this time she was composed and replied, very calmly "no, thank you dear... it is alright, not heavy. God bless you for your kindness... ". The joy I had I cant explain, it is so much warm and full than you can possibly fathom, if you have not come across such a feeling in your life before.