This is a story that reminds us of the road that kindness takes.
A few days ago, under the scorching sun, I was waiting at Guindy Metro Station. I was worn out from the long wait—tired, morose, and too weak to stand. I looked around for a place to sit.
That’s when a group of women caught my eye—chit-chatting happily and working seamlessly in the middle of the day. They were street vendors, selling vegetables on the sidewalk, and were packaging items for their evening sales.
Among them, a woman in her mid-40s particularly drew my attention. She had a bright, broad smile—one that even a long day of hard work couldn’t erase.
Hesitantly, I asked if I could sit on the only chair available around. To my surprise, she was more welcoming than I had expected and offered me the chair. It looked like they were on a tea break.
She insisted I drink a cup of tea she had brought. As usual, I was reluctant to accept the offering. Meanwhile, all those scary childhood warnings came rushing back—
Can I take this?? Will she steal my jewels and belongings?? Will she dissect my organs and open a place called “Human Organ Rentals”? 😄
But she looked too polite and sweet to be doing all the crazy things running through my head. My intuition said she was genuine. So, without further ado, I accepted the tea.
To my relief—and slight shame—I wasn’t poisoned 😄. On top of that, the tea made me feel refreshed, which only increased the guilt for mentally shaming her kind gesture.
I wanted to pay her back, not out of politeness, but because I understand the value of hard-earned money. I knew she wouldn’t accept money for the tea, so I bought some vegetables from her and insisted she keep the money for the tea as well.
She was still reluctant. “I’m only taking money for the vegetables you bought,” she said and returned the extra cash.
I was dumbfounded—wondering how someone who had so little could be so giving to a complete stranger.
She then said, “If you really want to pay me back, the next time you see someone who needs help, just help them. And think of me.” 🙂
Suddenly, she felt like the richest person in the whole world.
Soon after, the rain started lashing down…
Among the hundreds of faces I see during my daily commute, her face—weathered but glowing with smiles—is imprinted in my heart so vividly.
And, it’s okay to believe in strangers sometimes 🙂
I know it’s not a “great” story, but some stories are worth telling.
Perhaps, we can keep the chain of love going 🙂
Bye peeps… Until next time…
Have you come across any such stories in your life?
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