Soup Kitchen

“Soup Kitchen”, just this place in Brickfields, where people serve food to the poor, drug addicts, homeless and blind.

It really broke my heart, to see so many people in need of food and help.
and all I could do, is just serve them food and be their company for the afternoon.

There was this kid, wearing a ‘Boys’ Brigade’ uniform, and he came marching in.
Holding his shoulder was his parents.
He’s 9.
Both of them are blind, and he brings them in every Saturday just for a mild lunch.
How can a kid so young, be so mature? To help and support his family in all this small ways.
To see him loving his parents endlessly, makes me wonder, that is what love is.

After serving food and drinks and whatnots, we would go talk to those who stayed back.
I asked this man, “Uncle, how’s life?”
and he would say, “GREAT, everything is just fine. Even though it’s abit hot the pass few days, making me sweat more,” and he would laugh.
I could honestly say that it was a sincere smile and laugh.

How is it that someone who has nothing much, be contented in life, while all of us sit in our comfortable chairs complaining bout the air-condition or not having the latest phone.

There are things we deserve and don’t.
Maybe we’re lucky to be born in such a nice setting in this city life, but I was reminded that there are those aren’t so lucky, and they need help.
I honestly didn’t do much, but I will continue to do more.

We all deserve to have a good life and be loved.
I hope that we choose our loved ones with a lil bit more caution.
Find someone who will love you for who you are and what you are without hesitation,
and not someone who will take you for granted and come back whenever they please.

But never regret loving. (;