The utter generosity of the poor humbles us. They give rice to every mendicant even when their rice is getting over. That is what needs to be understood - their greatnes and their richness. That is what they are defined by. That they are impoverished is what defines us.
We are the cause of that poverty - and the onus is on us to share deeply and completely. (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Eashwaramma, my neighbour, friend, philosopher, guide.
"Eashwaramma, what does your devudu give people who follow dharmam ? Does he give them rains ?"
"Hah, one rain for those who follow dharmam, and another for those who break it ?", she laughed at me.
I persisted, "Then what will he give, Eashwaramma ?"
She answered, "Manasshanthi" ("A calm mind").