Sitting in my office, drifting away and staring into the windows of the world, it is pleasant today, sunshine after 12 long days. The clock at work says 5:00 PM and my rickshaw uncle was off today as he was feeling not well last evening & I asked him to take rest. I left my office around 5:40 as I considered It would get dark & I need to grab a rickshaw from the road so better make it 20 minutes prior.
It was getting dark, I crossed the road the begin walking, A rickshaw passed by me & I tried to stop it, it was already occupied. *Disappointed*
Walking along the road in cold weather & feeling bit scared of the people around – As I am growing old, I feel apprehensive from surroundings, I remember I used to roam around everywhere in Lahore but I was never as mindful as I am now. Many people were passing by & finally I reached the society gate & then road, it was dark & I was feeling like a little baby. My eyes were full with tears & my heart was howling like a baby howls without mother.
Turned back from the road to the society gate & called the guard, uncle, uncle, uncle & fourth time I shouted UNCLE… He replied – Yes – I told him that I need a rickshaw. He said OK – it’s been 20 minutes & No Rickshaw at all. I was missing my mom & standing there – suddenly a lady came from the other side – I stopped her, Lerki, I need rickshaw – she asked where you wanna go – I told her, she said cross the raod , I asked her please come along, she helped me in crossing the road, She hold my hand tightly, I was scared & suddenly a rickshaw stopped, different thoughts in my mind that might be rickshaw guy her relative & they may kidnap me & there was a state of depression and the thunder clouds of doubt , I told the rickshaw guy & sit into it & asked the lady – Auntie where you wanna go? She said next stop, I said please sit, she felt that I am worried, she asked the rickshaw guy to drop her off after 5 mins drive, I said to her shukriya bohet bohet & she said koi baat nei baita & when rickshaw guy dropped her, she said to him – ‘bahi zara dehan sy bachi ko ghar chorr k anna’ – He respond back – ACHA BAJI & I gave a smile & waved her & she left… Rickshaw guy dropped me off & I was thinking still good people exist around in every corner of this planet. The way that lady came, helped me & was showing utmost care, we have no relation, we don’t know each other but there was a relation of humanity between us. I think Allah sent her for my help because that moment I was missing my mum a lot.
Don't try to be different. Just be good. To be good is different enough