If I ask you to visit a severely ill woman in town- You would first ensure about the boil on your neck.
If I ask you to clothe a drenched, shivering man- You would abstain from taking your coat off because you would only give it off when it’s into rags.
It’s all about time.
That hungry man, that ill woman, that man resisting the cold – They may all die if not attended.
Why do we care? We have all been engrossed in our self, so much that someday we may even challenge death. We have all curtained the real being in us.