Walking in the streets of a big city, you find a mother pushing a big bulky and stuffed stroller, a limping man, a homeless person, and many other healthy and fast walking individuals.
The woman with the stroller goes inside a coffee shop on the side of the long and wide street, trying to escape the heavy rain outside, and reaching for some adrenaline kick that can help her survive the rest of the day. She pushes and she jams, but no one inside the coffee shop helps her pass through, although all the sitters seem physically capable, are in no hurry and are very much enjoying their coffee. Instead of offering help, by pulling their chairs away from her way, they look down on her with a degrading look, as if she was not worthy of that coffee she was ordering, the same coffee they were enjoying on their tables.
Outside on the streets, the limping man is struggling to get to work, which – on an ordinary day – is only a 2-minute walk from where he lives. His foot got twisted while he was running the other day, so he had to wear an ankle brace to help him go around for the coming 4 weeks. Walking under the rain, he steps in water puddles, in the corner between the pavement and the street, which makes it uncomfortable for him to have a wet foot and a wet ankle brace, but he moves on anyway. Both hands busy, he was carrying a business suitcase and some plan rolls. Entering the building where he works, is not an easy task. With a limp and two busy hands, he struggles to keep the door open and enter. A man having breakfast at the cafe next to that door was watching him struggle with total emotional detachment, as he finished his breakfast. and he did not get up to open the door for that limping man.
Finally, the homeless already familiar with the crowd’s non-stop streaming flow, he stands at the side of the road, and repeats: “God is good. God is great. God is making no mistakes.” Still, no one gives him attention. He just sings to stay alive, because if he stops believing in what he sings, he will die.
It is certainly worth wondering why has the crowd lost their sense of chivalry? Is it because they are in a hurry, or because no one had helped them when they had really needed help in the past?
If that’s so, then maybe what goes around, comes around, and these willingly unhelpful people may end up needing help someday and not have it, because other people maybe in a hurry too.
We believe that there is nothing better than helping one another, because when you do, you are most likely to receive help when you most need it. Finally, I would like to conclude with what Ellen ends her show regularly: “Be kind to one another”.