As I was racking my brains to think of a big story for the Blog your Blessings (ByB) Sunday, I realized that it was not the big things, but the little things that usually go unnoticed, that have to be taken notice of and remembered.
It was a few years back that this happened. I was traveling alone and was on my way home. The last part of my journey was a railway trip. At the railway station, I found that my train was delayed by more than 12 hours. That was more than the time it would take me to reach home. So, I decided to take a bus. It would take a bit longer than the train, but there we would be no wait. Since it was towards the end of the trip, money was running short and I had barely enough to get home.
As a safety measure, I decided to get a refund on my ticket, whatever little they would give me after deducting their charges would come in handy. I was given a couple of forms to fill, which I duly filled and handed back. I was given a receipt and told that a cheque would be headed my way very soon. I tried in vain to get them to give the money to me as cash.
All I got was: Sorry Sir, but that won’t be possible until the due formalities have been completed.
I had money enough, barely enough, to pay my bus fare. So, off to the bus station I went. It was about 8 in the night, when I reached the bus stop, only to be told that there was no direct bus to my destination and I had to make a stop at some place in between. I enquired about the fares and I to my relief I still had enough
Now, I had been told that there was a connecting bus from that station at that time and the fare was exactly what I was left with, so I was not worried. It was about 12 or 12:30 in the night when I reached there and as soon as I got down a man approached me and asked if I needed a ticket for the next leg of my journey.
Maybe it was sleep, or maybe it was the fact that I was expecting, as I was told, the bus to be there, I handed all the money I had to that person and he disappeared. Now as minutes ticked by, sleep vanished and senses returned, I realized what I had done.
I was in a strange place, a busy one, as I saw now. Even at 1 o’clock in the night people were moving about and there were lights and buses everywhere and the man I had given my money to was nowhere to be seen. It is at such times that all the stories about people being conned return to your mind in their full force. In the past, every time I had heard a story like that, I countered it with if it was me, I wouldn’t have done it like that. Well it turned out that I was easier to con than anyone else. The hands of the clock moved from five minutes to ten and then to fifteen.
I began to panic because I didn’t even have enough to make a phone call or anything. Tired as I was, the situation seemed desperate.
Till, I saw a person coming towards me. I was sleepy when I had handed my money to him, so I really wasn’t sure it was the same man. He gave me my ticket and even took me to the bus that would take me to where I had to go. I guess the expression on my face when I saw him was as if I had seen a Ghost, for he broke into an instant smile and asked me what the matter was.
Now, I couldn’t tell him what I had been thinking, so I just smiled in return. I realized then that there were good people and there were bad ones. But until we have had reason to classify someone as bad, we should go ahead and trust them. I have done this and till date, I have had no reason to regret it.
It is also a reminder that we should also keep the trust, not only of our loved ones, but strangers too. A deed well done might change the way a person looks at the world and that in turn will affect us all in the long run.
It was a few years back that this happened. I was traveling alone and was on my way home. The last part of my journey was a railway trip. At the railway station, I found that my train was delayed by more than 12 hours. That was more than the time it would take me to reach home. So, I decided to take a bus. It would take a bit longer than the train, but there we would be no wait. Since it was towards the end of the trip, money was running short and I had barely enough to get home.
As a safety measure, I decided to get a refund on my ticket, whatever little they would give me after deducting their charges would come in handy. I was given a couple of forms to fill, which I duly filled and handed back. I was given a receipt and told that a cheque would be headed my way very soon. I tried in vain to get them to give the money to me as cash.
All I got was: Sorry Sir, but that won’t be possible until the due formalities have been completed.
I had money enough, barely enough, to pay my bus fare. So, off to the bus station I went. It was about 8 in the night, when I reached the bus stop, only to be told that there was no direct bus to my destination and I had to make a stop at some place in between. I enquired about the fares and I to my relief I still had enough
Now, I had been told that there was a connecting bus from that station at that time and the fare was exactly what I was left with, so I was not worried. It was about 12 or 12:30 in the night when I reached there and as soon as I got down a man approached me and asked if I needed a ticket for the next leg of my journey.
Maybe it was sleep, or maybe it was the fact that I was expecting, as I was told, the bus to be there, I handed all the money I had to that person and he disappeared. Now as minutes ticked by, sleep vanished and senses returned, I realized what I had done.
I was in a strange place, a busy one, as I saw now. Even at 1 o’clock in the night people were moving about and there were lights and buses everywhere and the man I had given my money to was nowhere to be seen. It is at such times that all the stories about people being conned return to your mind in their full force. In the past, every time I had heard a story like that, I countered it with if it was me, I wouldn’t have done it like that. Well it turned out that I was easier to con than anyone else. The hands of the clock moved from five minutes to ten and then to fifteen.
I began to panic because I didn’t even have enough to make a phone call or anything. Tired as I was, the situation seemed desperate.
Till, I saw a person coming towards me. I was sleepy when I had handed my money to him, so I really wasn’t sure it was the same man. He gave me my ticket and even took me to the bus that would take me to where I had to go. I guess the expression on my face when I saw him was as if I had seen a Ghost, for he broke into an instant smile and asked me what the matter was.
Now, I couldn’t tell him what I had been thinking, so I just smiled in return. I realized then that there were good people and there were bad ones. But until we have had reason to classify someone as bad, we should go ahead and trust them. I have done this and till date, I have had no reason to regret it.
It is also a reminder that we should also keep the trust, not only of our loved ones, but strangers too. A deed well done might change the way a person looks at the world and that in turn will affect us all in the long run.
9 comments:
Even if the man had stolen your money, there would have been a travel angel to help you. They are a true blessing to travelers.
My ByB for today is posted here:
http://advertising-for-success.blogspot.com
I wasn't sure to post a link to my ByB or comment, so I am doing both.
Happy Sunday, wherever you are!
My post is here
http://lifeattheedge.blogspot.com/2006/10/byb-blog-your-blessings.html
A simple lesson in faith
(which the cynic in me believes is over-rated. yet not extinct yet from the world we live in today)
(Apologies on the follow up post ;)
Mayhaps compile up the entire list of all known entries & put up a page for them?
A nice design from maybe one of those talented graphical ppl who offered would be neat as well =)
o/t: hope you dont mind if we link to your blog?
I wrote my BYB post too :)
@ cybercelt: I dont know if the travel agent would have helped me if I had no money to give him, but yes the travel agents can be helpful a lot of times.
@ Msdemmie: thanks for joining in on ByB!
@ stev: The toughest lessons are sometimes learnt from the simplest acts.
A nice design will definitely help and I am sure, in time, we will get it. And, No, I dont mind at all if you link to the blog.
@ beth : Thanks!
Also, By next sunday we will have a blog roll and all those who want to join it are welcome.
Travel angel, not agent. There are "travel angels" that step up to help travelers in distress. I have been one and I jave been helped by one. I am sure you have heard of someone that has been helped by a stranger.
Back again for C&C Monday. Have a great week!
@ cybercelt: Ooops!!!
That was a blunder.:)
I did think for a while why would a travel agent help someone in distress, if that someone did not have any money to pay to the agent.
Yes, travel angels are indeed a true blessing to travellers, though the term was unfamiliar to me.
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