It began as an ordinary night—a long, late drive home that took an unexpected, unsettling turn.
Our car broke down on a deserted stretch of road, hours away from any help, and the clock crept past 2 a.m. Just as hope was fading, a stranger appeared—a passing college student offering a ride that, years later, would reveal itself as a pivotal moment in all our lives.
My wife, Amrita, and I were stranded, phones dead, no way to call for assistance. We waited in the stillness, the chill of the night settling around us. About an hour later, a young man showed up. Lean and quiet, dressed simply, he offered us a ride into town. We tried to pay him, but he smiled and said only, “Happy to help.” That fleeting act of kindness was something we barely gave a second thought to—just one of those small, ordinary moments life throws at us. Continue reading…
