Something really funny happened today.
I was at the corner of Eagle Wharf Road just about to start my bike when I heard a loud thud on the opposite side of the road. I turned back to see a girl, flat on the pavement, helplessly trying to stand up. The entire pavement was still covered with thick layer of snow from yeasterday's fall.
I ran across and pulled her up.
Then asked her, 'you ok?'. She nodded. 'Well then', I thought to myself and walked backed to my bike. And I was so proud at what I had done, that I dint even wait to hear her say 'thank you'. In fact, I dint even lift my head once to watch her going. I was so swollen. With pride, that is, as I said before.
I started my bike and went in the same direction the girl was walking. And then, it happened again. This time it was me.
I hadn't even covered about 10 meters, when my bike went over a hump, slipped and fell. Both, my bike and me. The ice was so slippery, I wasn't getting a proper grip anywhere to hold on. And on top of that, I had my right leg stuck under the bike. I couldn't move a bit. I knew the girl was walking towards me. But at that point of time I just wanted to get the bike up somehow.
Then something really surprising happened. Another girl who saw me fall ran towards me, almost slipping twice herself, calling out, 'are you alright?'. When she saw my plight, tried pulling me up first. But then I was stuck. She tried to life the bike then, but was too heavy for her. I couldn't help her myself.
Finally another biker who was right behind me, got down and came forward. Together they lifted my bike and helped me stand up. Well, all I could say was 'thank you so much for your kindness.'
Now, what struck me was that the whole 'paying-it-forward-process' happened just within the matter of 2 minutes and 10 meters.
Thinking about it I do find it really very funny, as I said in the beginning. Who says fun things don't happen in such cold weather conditions.
I was at the corner of Eagle Wharf Road just about to start my bike when I heard a loud thud on the opposite side of the road. I turned back to see a girl, flat on the pavement, helplessly trying to stand up. The entire pavement was still covered with thick layer of snow from yeasterday's fall.
I ran across and pulled her up.
Then asked her, 'you ok?'. She nodded. 'Well then', I thought to myself and walked backed to my bike. And I was so proud at what I had done, that I dint even wait to hear her say 'thank you'. In fact, I dint even lift my head once to watch her going. I was so swollen. With pride, that is, as I said before.
I started my bike and went in the same direction the girl was walking. And then, it happened again. This time it was me.
I hadn't even covered about 10 meters, when my bike went over a hump, slipped and fell. Both, my bike and me. The ice was so slippery, I wasn't getting a proper grip anywhere to hold on. And on top of that, I had my right leg stuck under the bike. I couldn't move a bit. I knew the girl was walking towards me. But at that point of time I just wanted to get the bike up somehow.
Then something really surprising happened. Another girl who saw me fall ran towards me, almost slipping twice herself, calling out, 'are you alright?'. When she saw my plight, tried pulling me up first. But then I was stuck. She tried to life the bike then, but was too heavy for her. I couldn't help her myself.
Finally another biker who was right behind me, got down and came forward. Together they lifted my bike and helped me stand up. Well, all I could say was 'thank you so much for your kindness.'
Now, what struck me was that the whole 'paying-it-forward-process' happened just within the matter of 2 minutes and 10 meters.
Thinking about it I do find it really very funny, as I said in the beginning. Who says fun things don't happen in such cold weather conditions.
