I pass by a road once in a while, where a homeless, handicapped person sits with his leg spread out. Today, I thought of giving him something. I asked if he needs a juice, he agreed. When I got fresh juice and went back, handing it with care, he took it with shivering hands. He had this disease as well, 'oh my God', I thought. He was even finding it difficult to hold the glass and have juice. He really needed some juice in afternoon weather and somehow this got conveyed. That one moment melted my heart in some way. He actually needs a lot more: some care, money, medical treatment and place to stay.We generally ignore such people but some of them are really struggling and need help.