Let’s start with the fact that I am dead scared of dogs.
Why that is? It really doesn’t matter at this point, does it? What matters is the fact that I was surrounded by a group of strays.
They were going about their business as I was walking up the slope, going about my business. But that doesn’t erase the fact that I was scared nonetheless. I was out of breath too. I did leave the small group of dogs behind but the fear in my heart did not. I kept looking over my shoulder. Over and over and over again. I had a long way to go before I could ease my mind away from the group. It was evident: I was scared out of my mind.
The expressions on my face must have given something away because a kind lady riding her vehicle up the same slope offered me a ride. She proposed to leave me at the end of the road where we were to part ways. I refused the kind stranger, even though my egerness to escape was telling me to take up the offer. I refused again as she insisted but my voice quivered and she smiled. This time I did not refuse.
The one minute ride reminded me of a recent act of respect I had shown an elderly lady on a bus.
Mind you here, I am not the most generous person in the world but a everyday commoner. Yet, that, seeing the elderly lady with her husband pushed something in me and I offered her my seat in the bus the other day. Mind you, standing in a moving city bus is a tedious and tiring task and yet that hassled old couple was worth it.
Maybe it was that small generosity that reverted to me the fruitful ride I had never expected would come to me.
I guess what goes around does come around!