While buying milk from a nearby vendor my husband noticed an old lady walking by. She had a big sack on her head and two milk containers in her hands. She was walking a little ahead of him and, after some time, she sat down on the footpath, laid down her sack and tried to drink milk from the container.
My husband thought that she must not own a bowl. So, he cam home and asked me to give the lady a bowl so she could drink her milk without spilling it.
We hurried after her with a bowl but by the time we reached her she had already finished her milk.
Seeing us there, she said something which we could not understand. We asked if she needed some food and she nodded her head. We came back home, made up two food packets and hurried back to her. She was still there. We offered her the packets and she smiled as if giving her blessings.
No words exchanged, just expressions and gestures, but we came back home feeling lighter in our hearts.