I sometimes like to cook dishes and give it to children and some people who is working. We usually go to their place and give them.

One grandmother comes near our house for cleaning the street. When ever we see her we used to give her fruits etc..

she never asked me anything any day. This day she called me at the gate amma(in kannada means mother). I ran to the door and I saw her. I called her in and asked her if she had some food. It was already noon but she had eaten only 2 idlis. One of my cousin was with me. I called her inside and asked her to sit. I made rotis (Chapatis) for her and gave. We both served her. I felt her happiness in her eyes. She was telling ,,my GOD''. I gave her juice. She drank and said that she will leave. I hugged her and said ,,Dear god please love us free''. My eyes were filled. I kissed her. She was our god sent guest.