Analysing Unfamiliar Passages 7

Read the passage given below and answer the questions that follow:
I arrived at the address and honked the horn. 'Just a minute', answered a
frail, elderly voice. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman
in her eighties stood before me. She was wearing a faded silk sari and a
frill blouse, with a colourful shawl wrapped around her neck, like
somebody straight out of a 1970's family movie. By her side was a small
plastic suitcase. The house looked as if no one had lived in it for years.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said.
I took the suitcase to the cab. She took my arm and we walked slowly
toward the cab. She kept thanking me for my kindness.
'It's nothing', I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would
want my mother treated.'
'Oh, you're such a good guy,' she said.
When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, 'Could
you drive me through the city? It's not the shortest way.'
'Oh, I don't mind,' I said.
'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to an old age home,' she said.
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening.
'My kids are far away, I don't have anyone here to take care of me,' she
continued in a soft voice. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.'
I quietly reached over and shut off the meter. 'What route would you like
me to take?' I asked.
For the next few hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the
building where she had once worked as a bank clerk. We drove through
the neighbourhood where she had lived before she got wed. She showed
me the park, where she walked hand in hand with the man she loved.
She had me pull up in front of a mall that had once been a wedding hall
where her kids had been married off. At the first hint of the sun dipping
below the horizon, she said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low block of
buildings. I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door.
'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said 'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I held her hands and gave them a squeeze. She
held onto mine tightly. 'You gave an old woman a little moment of
unforgettable joy,' she said.
'Thank you.' I squeezed her hand, and then walked away into the fading
light. Behind me, a door shut.
1. Why does the narrator feel that the woman was 'somebody straight out of a
1970's family movie'?
2. What made the driver shut off the meter?
3. Pick out any two sentences/ expressions from the story that indicate the
loneliness of the woman.
4. What was the unforgettable joy that the narrator gave to the woman?
5. Give a suitable title to the story.