The kind of people I have come across in the last few months had made it easier for me to believe that “Humanity doesn’t exist in this world anymore” However, what happened with me this morning has certainly changed that thought a bit & made me feel positive.
This morning as I walked out of home to catch up with a friend for a quick breakfast before work – I carried a folder which has all my MBA Mark sheets, copies of my Resume & some other documents. Little did I know that I would lose it by carelessness. YES! I forgot the folder in the rickshaw & didn’t realize it for the next 5 minutes & when I realized it, it was too late. The rickshaw was gone & so did the folder in it. I panicked & didn’t know what to do, I blacked out. It felt like my Life has come to an END!
In a city like Mumbai where there are lakhs of rickshaws & people- where tracking a phone one’s lost becomes impossible, I lost my mark sheets! I was standing there cursing myself for being so stupid & careless, I still waiting there hoping the rickshaw walla will come back & hand over my folder – I was so sure he will, I kept reciting (إِنَّا لِلّهِ وَإِنَّـا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعونَ) Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un - My dad always says, whenever you lose something, forget something, can’t find it, recite this Dua, you will find it. I did & It worked!
Just after a few minutes I got a call on my phone from a college going girl who informed me that the rickshaw walla asked her to go through the folder & contact me if she finds any contact number. The moment I got a call from an unknown number I knew it was for my folder, the heart started beating fast & I was just praying before I picked up the phone that this call shouldn’t be of a telecaller or someone from a recruitment firm regarding a job. The girl then handed over the phone to the rickshaw walla & he promised to come back at the same place he dropped me & he also gave me his number so I could contact him & know about his whereabouts till he reaches.
At last after waiting for 15-20 minutes, the rickshaw walla finally turned up & gave me the folder. I couldn’t Thank him enough & gave him whatever extra money I had. He wouldn’t take it but I forced & gave him. I was a little surprised when he didn’t want to take the extra money. God Bless him. This man today actually made me feel that good people actually exist in this world.
A lesson learnt today ! Cross check 10 times before getting off a rickshaw & yes my marksheets are going right into my cupboard this evening as I head back home from work!
This morning as I walked out of home to catch up with a friend for a quick breakfast before work – I carried a folder which has all my MBA Mark sheets, copies of my Resume & some other documents. Little did I know that I would lose it by carelessness. YES! I forgot the folder in the rickshaw & didn’t realize it for the next 5 minutes & when I realized it, it was too late. The rickshaw was gone & so did the folder in it. I panicked & didn’t know what to do, I blacked out. It felt like my Life has come to an END!
In a city like Mumbai where there are lakhs of rickshaws & people- where tracking a phone one’s lost becomes impossible, I lost my mark sheets! I was standing there cursing myself for being so stupid & careless, I still waiting there hoping the rickshaw walla will come back & hand over my folder – I was so sure he will, I kept reciting (إِنَّا لِلّهِ وَإِنَّـا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعونَ) Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un - My dad always says, whenever you lose something, forget something, can’t find it, recite this Dua, you will find it. I did & It worked!
Just after a few minutes I got a call on my phone from a college going girl who informed me that the rickshaw walla asked her to go through the folder & contact me if she finds any contact number. The moment I got a call from an unknown number I knew it was for my folder, the heart started beating fast & I was just praying before I picked up the phone that this call shouldn’t be of a telecaller or someone from a recruitment firm regarding a job. The girl then handed over the phone to the rickshaw walla & he promised to come back at the same place he dropped me & he also gave me his number so I could contact him & know about his whereabouts till he reaches.
At last after waiting for 15-20 minutes, the rickshaw walla finally turned up & gave me the folder. I couldn’t Thank him enough & gave him whatever extra money I had. He wouldn’t take it but I forced & gave him. I was a little surprised when he didn’t want to take the extra money. God Bless him. This man today actually made me feel that good people actually exist in this world.
A lesson learnt today ! Cross check 10 times before getting off a rickshaw & yes my marksheets are going right into my cupboard this evening as I head back home from work!
