Returning Favour

A pregnant lady was standing on the side of the road. She looked exhausted and tired with few shopping bags in her hands. 

Pregnant lady: "Aee.....auto....wait. Mukherjee Nagar? 

(Auto moves away without stopping.) 

Road Sweeper, who is sweeping the street nearby, looks at the lady: "You need any help ma'am?" 

PL: "It's OK, I'll manage." 

RS: "Arre madam, just wait." 

The pregnant lady waits and looks at the road sweeper. The Sweeper goes and comes back with an auto-rickshaw from the nearby auto stand. 

PL: "I don't know how to thank you. It's so difficult to stand here under the sun with these shopping bags." 

The Sweeper comes forward and takes the shopping bags from the lady's hands and keeps them in the auto-rickshaw. 

RS: "Ma'am, you need not thank me. I am already indebted to you." 

PL: "How come? I can't recall anything." 

RS: "Last winter when I was unable to work due to my ill health and my children were starving, you used to give us leftover food every day. That's really saved our lives. My family would have famished lest you helped us." 

PL: "Ohh! Was that you?" 

RS: "You didn't recognize me but I remembered you." 

RS : (Pointing to a nearby slum) "I live there and my name is Kamala if you ever need any help." 

PL: " Thank you so much." 

The pregnant lady leaves in the auto-rickshaw waving at Kamala exalted at her heart.