The Money Factor

I was very hungry last Friday evening and wanted to eat something not too heavy. The only thing I could see around was a Tripod on footpath on which paani puris were being sold. Considering the traffic around, pollution in the air and paani puris open to it , I felt it was unhygienic to consume them. But then, some instincts of ours win over the others. Hunger wins Hygiene.
My feel for hygiene grew stronger when I went there and saw the person who was selling them. He was shaggy; nothing about him seemed to be neat. His shirt's collar could easily win an award for the best representative of a person's poverty. One thing which consoled me was, he was wearing a plastic glove. I asked him for a plate of pooris and while I was eating them, there came a guy on Royal Enfield, a motor bike I would have loved to ride if ever I knew bike riding. This guy seemed to be working for some big thing. One can easily call him a BRANDED man with all the internationally branded things on his body.
There was a conversation between him and the paani puri waala, the content is the paani puri waala found a purse and somehow managed to find its owner(the royal enfield hero), he returned the purse. The guy counted his money and to my shock , the owner said there was 100 rs/- less than what it actually should have. I was shocked because the purse had many 1000 rs/- notes and definitely I would not have minded 100 rs/- after getting back so much of lost money. The paani puri waala said nothing and took a 100 note from his steel box and gave it to the purse owner. All the admiration which was slowly building in me , shattered in a split of second.
My itching tongue could not resist, I asked him " When you could take 100 rs/- from the purse , why did you call him and return him all the money? You could have kept it with you. Stealing is the same sin even if the magnitude changes." For which he smiled, I should say it was a pathetic one, and replied, " Saab, I did not take any money from it."
"For god's sake, tell me why did you return it then???"
"Saab, I have lived many days of my life without seeing a 100 rs/- note, but that man , he cannot live with 100 rs/- less than what he thought he should have. I am strong and he is weak and the god's rule is that the strong should support the weak. for that reason, I had no option but to give him 100 rs/-. I am strong enough to fight to earn 100 rs but I cannot fight people saab."
I thought, No wonder, this man would remain poor forever at Money, Wealth and importantly appearance.
No wonder, he would remain rich forever at Heart and Thought.
I felt the guilt inside me for going by appearance, but it subsided when I realised that we have turned out to be such one species who respect interior decorations and wall paints more than the Pillars of a building.

"Thodaa, Pyaaz daalo bhai". He replied " Please saab, don't ask me for extraa Pyaaz!!"