The Little Contribution

She was too old, may be in her 90s or so. Upper half of her body was naturally bent and stopped, Making a little differencerendering it inoperative in its normal back and forth movement. It appeared as if some invisible weights have been placed permanently upon them. Wrinkles on her face resembled some crushed paper left unattended for long.  From last few weeks I have been regularly seeing her pass the road adjoining my house. She used to go somewhere every morning and returned back in about an hour and half. A long stick lodged in her weak hand was preventing her body from falling under the influence of its own weight.


I was new in town and have been seeing her bypass since the second day of my stay. Gradually I got curious to this daily ritual of her. One fine day my curiosity got the best of me and I decided to follow her.

It was 6:30 in the morning when I saw her appear on the adjoining road. I wore my shoes and with the day’s newspaper still in my hand I started following her. She appeared intending to walk as fast as possible but her weak legs were incompetent in aiding her beyond the turtle speed. It took her almost half an hour to walk a distance of mere 300 meters. Walking such small distance was nothing for me but it must have been hell lot tiring for a person of her age.


She took halt at a bench outside of a small park. Even being in the neighborhood I have never been to this place in my last few weeks of stay in the locality. It was kind of a dreggy place cluttered with trash barrels implanted randomly all over the place. I guessed it to be the place where the garbage from proximity is being dumped.

The old lady sat comfortably on the bench lodging her belongings beside her. To my surprise, few street dogs came running towards her and started circling the bench.

 She took out some packets of food from her pack and started throwing it towards the dogs. Soon all the dogs got busy with the served meal. The lady then covered her hand with gloves and started cleaning their bodies with help of a dog comb, one at a time. Dogs were enjoying her company. They never left her alone in her total half an hour of stay.


“Good morning Mam” I called for her when she was heading back.

Unable to turn her neck she about-faced to manage a sight of my face.

“You are talking to me Son?” She inquired in her exceedingly weak voice.

“Yes mam, If you don’t mind I have a question for you” I requested

“Why not, go ahead” she responded in bewilderment.

“I live in the neighborhood and have seen you walking back and forth every morning. This got me curious and I followed you today.” I paused to analyze her reaction.

“No problem son. Just tell me what you want to know” She comforted me with a motherly tone of voice.

“I just saw you feeding and cleaning those street dogs. I just wanted to know why?”

She gazed at the newspaper which I was holding in my hand and replied.

“You read newspaper Kid”

“Yes I do”

“Then you must be reading news of some rich people donating in to orphanage or old age homes or something like that, quite often? She asked.

“Not very often but yes I do get to see such news sometimes.” I replied

“I am doing the same thing Son” The old lady started walking again after finishing her statement.

“I don’t understand. Those millionaires make heavy donation that can make lots of difference. Sorry to say but I don’t see your contribution of much use and all the pain you take in walking this long is unnecessary.” I questioned her again.

“Only if those dogs could speak, they would have told you what difference I make in their respective worlds. It is not the money but the intention that is important.” She replied

“What is there for you in this?” I was still confused.

“I feel Satisfied. When I go for sleep in the night it feels good that today I made a difference in lives of few creatures with my little contribution. I brought happiness in their lives.

Try it for yourself sometime son, these little contribution generates a wonderful feeling inside you. A feeling that can heal even the greatest wounds of your heart and mind that are difficult to cure otherwise. Try spreading happiness within your abilities and it will eventually return to you multiplied”


The old lady kept moving and soon vanished in the clump of buildings. I stood there alone thinking “What little contribution do I make in spreading happiness in the world?”


                             “Some pursue happiness – others create it.”

7 thoughts on “The Little Contribution

  1. adam kowanek

    Great Post upsohigh! I think Happiness isn’t something that you start finding or looking out for. Happiness is found within – in your thoughts, your actions and your responses. It’s easy to fall for that trap where you ‘think’ you are not happy.But the moment you realize that only you have the power to reverse that process and really ‘be happy’ with whatever you have and what you’ve achieved and start telling yourself that ‘Happiness starts with me’- we can be the creator of happiness. We can spread happiness.I think we can all start feeling happy from that moment on and start contributing for happiness for others:-)

  2. nisha

    Nice post upsohigh,Almost all human being always tend to pursue happiness. We are always with a mind set that if we will achieve something that will make us happy. We keep chasing happiness all our lives but happiness keeps changing its address. Even after running for our entire life most of us never get to meet the real happiness.

    But there are some people who don’t bother to chase happiness rather they have decided otherwise. “THEY HAVE DECIDED TO CREATE HAPPINESS”.

    The little contributions of these people brings happiness and love in this world.
    Thanks for the post :-)

    1. Zoya Khan

      I completely agree with you. We should start living in present and live every moments instead of creeping for future all the time. :-)

  3. paulina Morz

    Friends , Happiness is there with you , you need to just discover it ! What is the point is going all over the world , putting so much of efforts and struggle and fight for something which you possess ! Create happiness for yourself and people around you. Nice story :-)

  4. Neha Tantia

    To begin with happiness is not an emotion, it is an attitude. Only you can control your attitude. Joy is the emotion we feel when we have a happy attitude. You can be happy in the most miserable of circumstance. It is easier to have a happy attitude when you are in harmony with your surroundings and that includes people. We do experience joy when we have caused a person’s attitude to become happy but whatever effect we have will be temporary unless our very presence brings joy to them and causes a happy attitude in them. This does not necessarily change our attitude to happy.

    An example of all of this is visiting a relative in a retirement facility they don’t like, but when you appear, all is right with the world, and they are happy. All that changed was their attitude. However, such places depress you, so you’re not happy, although you may experience joy at seeing them, all that changed was your attitude.
    Thanks for the post :-)

  5. sony

    In my map of the world we cannot be happy if we “make” others unhappy, but if we only can be happy if we are in harmony with others, this would make us to victims of circumstances. I have worked in many positions where I was indeed feeling not so happy at times, due to the disharmony to one or two of my co workers. I also have worked in many positions where I was happy although I was having no harmony with one or two co workers. What was the difference? In case one when I was effected by the disharmony I focused a lot on it and I often had not much love in my heart at these times, as love in my heart seems to always make me feel happy even in disharmonious circumstances.
    In the second scenario I was happy as I was feeling at these times intense love which focused my own thoughts on the bringing of happiness to someone beyond my own ego. Then for some reason if I am in that state, nothing really can touch me of a disharmonious nature. As if I have a wall of Light around me.

  6. Zoya Khan

    I am new to this website. Some friend of mine refereed it to me via facebook. I must say I am more than satisfied reading the post of this website. The way things are being put are awesome.
    I specially liked this story ” The little contribution” . Well I am going to implement this in my life as soon as possible. Thanks to upsohigh :-)

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