The Spirit of Karma Yoga

years back I used to go to a small factory in Kurla belonging to an uncle from our street (one or two afternoons in a month). While returning I used to get dropped home at Matunga in his car. Uncle always used to pick up 2-3 people from the bus stop wanting to go to Sion or Matunga and also collect the bus fare from them. He used to say "I have something to offer and I don't allow it to go waste. They had to spend a small amount on the travel by bus, why not give it to someone poor /needy." I had great admiration for the uncle who was not bothered about what somebody will thing about him. He was always in the present. ,