Thoughts undergoing Brownian motion

My mother calls me a "kanjoos", well, may be i am! According to me i become kanjoos and spenthrift according to the situation. Make me go to Shopper's Stop or to an ice cream store and within a second you will find me swaping my card away in glory, but ask me to take a public conveyance and all the genes so the so called "kanjoos makkhi" will automatically form a deadly concoction with my blood.
Same happened to me a few days back,i was coming from my office to home (which is hardly a kilometer away). The distance could have been easily covered by my foot, if i would have taken the "jehmat" to strain my legs ( flauting a bit of urdu which i know ;) ), but i decided to overload my burden on someone else (becoming too dramatic!).
I would not give more than 5 bucks to the rikshawala for such a short distance, after all i have to save all my hard earned money in this way only!. I asked a couple of rikshawalas but none was convinced to travel for a menial amount of 5 Rs (No wonder I am not a manager yet:( ). But i was convinced not to lose to them and would not travel by the riksha unless someone would agree to my bargain. Within a minute i saw a rikshaw coming from the opposite side. I shouted aloud "Riksha khali hai kya?" (leart this sentence from my mom, but believe me the feeling which you get when someone replies"No" to the above questions cannot be explained ;) ) Thankfully i got "Yes" as an answer.
How desperatly i wanted to sit in one ( thanks to the corporate life style where almost all your time is spent in sedentary position, other than the coffee breaks :P), but i would not show my desperation (after all i am going to pay him 5 bucks!!). Quickly came the next question from my side "Red Light tak chaloge". The answer afain came in the affermative. Before a second could lapse, came the third and the most important question "5 Rupee se zyada nahi denge". Now came the biggest surpize - a "YES", that too soo quick ( i thought now i am on the line of becoming a manager).
I sat down,like a princess who has won a battle - with a sense of achievement.
My colony had come, it was just a matter of a couple of small turns and then would come my house. Just as he was about to enter my colony, my eyes went to the paddle of the rikshaw and i saw that the rikhawala did not have one leg. He was paddeling and carrying my heavy weight from his one thin leg. I don't know what stick me, i asked him to stop there, took out a ten rupee note from my purse and handed over to him. He was about to give me a change of 5 Ruppees but befoe he could do it, i said "bhaiya rakh lo". Even before he could react, i started walking towards my home.
Throughout the time i was walking towards my home, i was thinking that people like me find it so easy to blame others, and if no one else, we blame God.We find ways to not to do things because of some very small shortcomings in us. But that person, who did not have the basic tool - his leg - to do his job, was doing it so flawlessly without letting anyone know of his weakness, without cashing out his customers by gaining there sympathy.
I don't know his name, do't even remember his face, but that man is definitly withing the list of people whom i admire.
Those 5 Rupees taught me a lesson which i would not forget throughout my life!