The stranger on the highway
My Good Deed
He must have been in his early twenties. He was walking with slow, unsteady steps. I stopped to ask him for directions to the town I was driving to. He tried to be of help, but couldn’t guide me well. It was a hot day and he looked fatigued.
He said he himself was new to the place. Then, with a bit of reluctance, he asked me if I could drop him in the next junction, pointing to an overbridge about a km away on the highway.
The stranger had a smile on his face as he went his way (Photo for representation purpose only. Courtesy: Indian Photo Agency)
I normally don’t give lifts to strangers. But this young man had a melancholic look about him that moved my heart.
He seemed broken-hearted. I asked him where he had been to and where was he headed to. He said he had just attended an interview for a job, his elusive first one.
He did not get the job. He had a diploma in electrical engineering. He was from another town and was staying with his brother here.
I decided to cheer him up and asked him to get into my car. As I drove, in the two minutes we had, I told him not to feel disheartened. Things would work out fine, I insisted.
I had gone through a similar phase in my life, I told him. But things eventually turned out fine. I got a job, and moved from one job to another till I reached a comfortable level. Now I am leading a contented life.
He was grateful. He thanked me repeatedly as he got down from the vehicle.
One last time, I repeated the words, “Mark my words, you will be a successful person.”
He smiled, and I knew he had got the message. (The Author wishes to remain anonymous).
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