I saw compassion and selflessness today

I was in the Virar Train, the train had halted at Borivali station and was waiting for a mail train to pass... I saw a crippled kid crawling and dragging himself parallel to each compartment, I dint see a single soul give him any alms. A hijra who was seeing all this, buys a Vada Pav and gives it to the kid, No emotions, no expectance of any gratitude, as if it was some kinda duty to help.
I've always wondered we look upon them with suspicion and contempt, but they also have a story, a dark side which I guess no one really knows.