18/04/2026
Today I want to share something from the bottom of my heart...
I teared up when I got to know this lady (one waving at me), age 60+, weighs only 33kgs,works 8hrs lifting sand, cement, gravel on her head, mixing them...what we call a helper in masonary work!
She would have walked 3kms from our house to the river, carrying her tubs and bucket on her head, then waited for the boat to reach her house.
Every morning she crosses the river, walks 3-4kms, works like a machine, walks back 3-4kms to go back home...all this for a meagre wage of Rs 350/- per day!
And, she is illiterate,can't even count the money correctly.
No knee problems, no health issues, baths in the river, no access to fancy purifier water to drink!
The contractor refused to pay her full week's amount, and she got so sad and upset. I offered to drop her at the riverfront, I still don't know why tears rolled down when she sat on my scooter! She told everyone on the boat that this "little girl took so much trouble for me,she was helping us since last 3 days like a helper herself and now came all the way to drop me", the way that was just 3kms!
How unfair is our country where human labour is not paid enough ,let alone respected. Hapless helpless people accept it as their destiny and live their life.
I don't know why, lately I feel guilty of having luxuries...a house to live, bicycle, scooter, car, access to drinking water, clean bathroom....I feel so helpless that it makes me cry seeing such people..I wish and hope someday I am rich enough to gift a home to atleast one such needy person before my this life ends....
I'm not sure I've become too empathetic or I'm absorbing too much...
