On my way to dinner yesterday, I was walking behind a man who was handicapped. He was inching along because of his horrible hobble, and he stopped in front of another handicapped person who was begging by playing music. He handed the other person a pack of instant noodles.
I always have hesitation about making an offering to beggars, not entirely convinced that they are really in need. Maybe this hobbling man knows the meaning of "compassion" and "sympathy" better, being in a similar situation. Maybe he was trying to teach me that lesson.