Who was he?

I dont know if at all I would be able to explain the stuff but this is something i thought to write about now its more than two months. Some things in life really make you to reflect thoughts that you would have never thought otherwise if those things never happened at the first place.
In the first few days it never occured to me.I was doing a diploma from a private ATC.The dabbawalas of the city used to be allround bringing there stuffs for 200 students of the campus.
It was a cloudy day in the mid of october,I saw a man sitting by the gate with a bag,predictably dabbas,at my insti gate .In general,I never noticed people around me unless its the other gender!! But that day,I for no reasons looked at him,his eyes. For no reasons,i was depressed.He was at his late 60's or may be more.It really came to me what life was for him??He was more than the age of my father,old enough to be relishing his remaining days on earth.But there he was,delivering damn things for damn people who hardly cares for anyone.I dont know why,I could see a pain in his eyes.When i looked in his eyes everytime,that came to me as the saddest point of my day.Unfortunately the pain continued from my side.The everyday i went on seeing him,his same eyes,same feeling of helpnessness mixed with some pain always made me feel uncomfortable at times.
The next time i decided to overlook him on my wayout of the campus,but there was something that always made me to look in his eyes,those eyes asking for somthing,something to life or may be more that i couldnt get, the shallow that i am.
Life may have taken him to points that we couldnot even imagine,but till today,i thought a hundred ways to get out of it,the pain that I was going through for no reason,but it seems like his eyes are those that i can hardly take out of my mind.life changes,people changes.may be he was fine with watever he was going through,but that hardly stopped me from being depressed on those days.May be it was fine all the time and even today!!God help me,God help him!!