How much we really care for each other?

On my way to a meeting today, I have to change tube at Liverpool Street Station. I was on my way to westbound train when I saw a Caucasian guy with a reconstructed face, obviously very scarred from previous burn injury and I am pretty sure he had skin grafts on his face as well, begging for money on the platform. I was in a rush, so I just went pass him. Then I realised there is another minute before the train arrived, so I think, well, might as well give him some change. When I came back to him to pass on the change, he said," Put it in my pocket". Then I realise he has no hand at all - I can feel my heart was breaking. I fully understood why he ended up begging - with face that barely resemble a normal human face and no hand - who will employ him?

As the train arrived, I scanned the crowd of many finance City workers on their way home. Some of them looked at him with bewilderment, some with disgust, some just ignored him.

I really feel sorry for him.

In Malaysia, disability literally means a life sentence. That should change. Society should change.

Just, care a little bit, will you?