I was waiting for the lift with my wife to descend to the ground floor after a meal on the 2nd floor of a food centre. We were slightly late for an event, and therefore was in a slight rush. When the lift came, we immediately entered, and I pressed the button for the ground floor. The lift door started to close, but I noticed there was an elderly man, with some difficulty walking, trying to rush for the same lift. I was sure the man has had a stroke, judging from the way he walked, and the difficulty he had in coordinating his limbs. I immediately reached for the ‘door open’ button, pressed and held the door open, and smiled to him as he entered the lift slowly. He reciprocated my smile. It warms my heart.