A SIMPLE ACT OF KINDNESS - by Muhammad Mercurial

Listen. Not every quiet life is empty. Not every poor hand is lazy. Some hands are tired because they have been holding the world for too long. Some people wake before the sun opens its eyes. They step into heat like it is duty. They wrestle the day with bare palms. And when night comes There is still nothing to show for it. No applause. No proof. Just aching bones and hope refusing to die. See the pure water seller on the highway. Running. Not for fitness. Not for choice. Running because hunger does not wait. Cars rush past like his life is background noise. He offers relief in clear nylon. Cold water for dry throats. Yet his own life stays thirsty. You sip and forget. He remembers every coin. Kindness for him is not charity. It is eye contact. It is respect. It is not treating him like a shadow. See the puff puff hawker. Oil burns her skin But she still smiles. That smile is not happiness. That smile is survival. Horns scream. Danger breathes close. One wrong step and silence follows. But she stands there anyway. Because children are waiting. Rent is waiting. Life is waiting. Kindness for her is buying without mockery. It is understanding that hunger also wears lipstick sometimes. Listen again. Some people climb buildings that will never carry their names. Laborers. Sweat dripping like rain. Hands lifting blocks heavier than their dreams. Sometimes the rope lies. Sometimes the plank betrays. A fall happens in seconds. Paralysis lasts a lifetime. The building gets completed. Celebration happens. The man who fell becomes a whisper. But he has a family. He has children who still call his name. Kindness is not forgetting him. Kindness is not calling his loss acceptable. Painters hang between sky and concrete. They paint beauty while standing inside danger. Brush in hand. Fear underfoot. One slip and gravity shows no mercy. No insurance. No safety net. Just impact. Kindness is protection. Kindness is valuing life over speed. Think about the electrician. The one who wrestles silent fire. Climbing poles that kiss the sky. One wrong connection And destiny rewrites itself. Burns. Falls. Darkness. Yet he goes back every day. Because light must reach other homes. He has a family. He deserves more than prayers after accidents. He deserves care before them. Think about caterers. Aprons tied with hope. Kitchens filled with fire and faith. Gas does not warn. Explosion does not ask permission. In one breath Faces change forever. Mirrors become enemies. Dreams hide behind scars. They were only trying to feed people. Kindness is compassion without staring. Help without pity. Love without turning away. Listen carefully. A simple heart of kindness understands this. Effort does not always equal reward. Sweat does not always turn into success. Some people run the race barefoot. Some carry others while running. Some are pushed back each time they move forward. Do not call them lazy. Laziness does not wake before dawn. Laziness does not chase buses barefoot. Laziness does not sleep hungry so children can eat. Kindness is not loud speeches. Kindness is daily choices. It is slowing down. It is paying fair wages. It is saying thank you like it matters. It is demanding safety. It is remembering that every service you enjoy carries a human cost. When you drink water on the road Remember the one who ran beside your comfort. When you live in painted houses Remember the hands that risked falling. When you switch on light Remember the man who faced fire for brightness. When you eat Remember the kitchens that can turn into flames. This is spoken for the unseen. For the tired. For the scarred. For the ignored. A simple heart of kindness sees them. A simple heart of kindness chooses humanity. Every day. Even when the world does not clap.

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