When my father passed, I inherited three small shops in Kaduna. One of the tenants, a young widow selling foodstuffs, always struggled to pay rent. She gave excuses about her mother’s health, and family responsibilities. At first, I thought she was lying, until I saw her one night closing her shop late, tired but still smiling at customers. I felt touched. The next month, I told her I had reduced the rent for everyone by half, and she was really grateful. The truth is, I didn’t reduce the rent for the others, only for her. She has been paying half ever since, believing that is what the other tenants are paying also. Her business is gradually growing. Each time I see her doing well, I feel proud. But whenever I collect full rent from the other tenants, I feel a little bit of guilt. I wonder if I’m being unfair by letting one person carry a lighter burden while the rest unknowingly pay the full price. Is selective kindness still kindness, or is it another form of injustice?