Back in those days when my grandma was still alive she used to tell me to always shows love to people around me be it my friends or anybody and be there for them whenever they call for my help and since then I have lived with this idea, I hardly go away if someone wants my assistant till one day I was wrongly judge.
This was what Happened, it was in the night, I was coming back from watching a football match, I saw my neighbors bags outside his house gate, this my neighbor is a tailor, I know quite so alright that the bag belongs to him, I knocked on his gate but no one could open it then I had to go home with the bag, in the morning when I went to his house to gave it to him he began to raised his voice that someone who stole his bag has returned it because he fear something terrible would happen to him if he go away with it but I was confused he didn't even allowed me to explained myself but immediately he came out and see me he just started shouting.
I regret doing him the favor, because he took it the wrong way and even calls me names, when I returned home, my grandma asked me if I have given the bag to him, when I told her that the man calls me names instead of thanking me she was sad about it and demands that we go so that she talked to him if the names he called me is a thank you he should said to me, but I told her that there is no need of us going there.
My grandma knows the man had changed my mood because of the horrible words i received from the man that morning so she tried to make me feel better, that was when I realized that doing the good things to people at times may be seen as a bad thing to do depending on who we did the good for, man is a product of love and should show love no matter what a man should face, it is best he remains himself and see straight to the things he believes is right because doing good would locate you goodness.
After some few days the man who shouted that I stole his bag came to my grandma's house, it was very early in the morning, he said to me that I am a very kind person, he only did what he did to test me if I will be sad in anyway but it surprised him that despite what he did and the names he called me, I did not raise my voice but I was calmed and I leave quietly, he is cheerful to see me as a product of kindness.
That was when I told him how come I was with his bag and where I pick it from, he told me that everything he put in the bag were complete, he thank me and said to me that he holds me a favor, i smile because i know I deserve a thank you.