Kind-hearted People

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Dear Friends in Mother,

 

Love and Love alone...

 

This is what our group-owner Dear Shreeram Balajepally

has aksed us to do, when he said that commit to help

four strangers and request them to do so too, if

possible, so that there will be a chain of good deeds

and good persons.

 

I hope you all enjoy reading the below, which I

received today from a different ource.

 

Love and Love alone...

 

P. Gopi Krishna

 

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KIND-HEARTED PEOPLE

 

He almost didn't see the old lady, stranded on the

side of the road. But even in the dim light of day, he

could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of

her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still

sputtering when he approached her. Even with the smile

on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to

help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt

her?

 

He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry. He

could see that she was frightened, standing out there

in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill

which only fear can put in you.

 

He said, " I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you

wait in the car where it is warm? By the way, my

name is Bryan Anderson. "

 

Well, all she had was a flat tyre, but for an old

lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car

looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his

knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the

tyre. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt. As

he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down

the window and began to talk to him.

 

She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only

just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough

for coming to her aid. Bryan just smiled as he closed

her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any

amount would have been all right with her. She already

imagined all the awful things that could have happened

had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about

being paid. This was not a job to him. This was

helping someone in need, and God knows there were

plenty who had given him a hand in the past. He had

lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred

to him to act any other way.

 

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back,

the next time she saw someone who needed help, she

could give that person the assistance they needed, and

Bryan added, " And think of me. " He waited until she

started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and

depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for

home, disappearing into the twilight.

 

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe.

She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill

off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It

was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old

gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The

waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe

her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even

being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase.

The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months

pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches

change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone

who had so little could be so giving to a stranger.

Then she remembered Bryan.

 

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a

hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get

change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady

had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the

time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered

where the lady could be.

 

Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the

lady wrote: " You don't owe me anything. I have been

there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm

helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here

is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with

you. " Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

 

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill,

and people to serve, but the waitress made it through

another day. That night when she got home from work

and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money

and what the lady had written. How could the lady have

known how much she and her husband needed it? With the

baby due next month, it was going to be hard. She knew

how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping

next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered

soft and low, " Everything's gonna be all right. I love

you, Bryan Anderson. "

 

There is an old saying " What goes around, comes

around.. " Good friends are like stars....You don't

always see them, but you know they are always there.

 

It is better to light a candle than to blame the dark!

 

P. Gopi Krishna

 

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