Sam, a young Kiwi traveller in Bangladesh, blogged this a while ago.
“A rickshaw pulled up in front of me. Inside was an old lady and cradled in her arms was a very thin and barely conscious young girl.
The old woman headed straight in my direction.; I figured she was the girl’s grandmother.
The girl was anywhere between 16 to 20 and she was quite clearly sick; her body was horribly thin, her head shaved, clothes ragged, and her eyes and head rolled backwards. The old lady laid the girl tenderly at my feet.
She disappeared, leaving just the two of us together.
I sat there helplessly for a few moments. I handed my bottle of water to the girl and she laid a bony hand on it before resting it on the ground.
The old woman returned. She scooped up the girl and cradled her in her arms,
I touched her shoulder and gave her some money. The old lady burst into tears and held my hand for a few moments.
I was immediately grateful I was wearing my Ray Bans because I was crying too.
I was later told that the girl was sick and that she also had a heart condition. I hope that she survives.
In a completely non-religious, but moral sense, writes young Sam … my motto has become do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
Help where you can, every time you can. Do not turn a blind eye. Leave everyone with a positive experience of you.”
Thank you Sam.