KIND-HEARTED PEOPLE

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Dear Friends in TBP,

 

Love and Love alone...

 

I hope you all enjoy reading the below, which I received today.

 

Love and Love alone...

 

P. Gopi Krishna

 

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 !