Helping hands across generations

I shall, of course, be endeavouring to write off a comparative occurrence at this very delicate moment. If I strain to take rather a brief diversion from the agonising bustle of everyday harsh existence, I would certainly think to talk about a situation that has been coming to my mind recently. Because I faced such a situation unintentionally. 

I was a little more preoccupied with getting to the nearby mosque for the prayer the other evening. Though I tried hard to evade the standing woman in a veil, she addressed me for a substantial cause. I listened to her and mitigated her concern immediately.

On one side of the way, she was standing in her usual black shrouded garment. A little farther on, there stood a common battery-operated rickshaw. It was awaiting payment from that forthright frank woman. It was apparently clear that she needed the total money to reimburse the rickshaw driver. She did not appear to have that amount.

Fortunately, my packet had the necessary amount. She knew who I was, even though I was unable to identify her promptly. I found out who the woman was when she gave me her very dominant name. 

Despite her instant assurance that she would reimburse the granted money through the boy whose identity she disclosed. I didn't give a damn since I carried on believing that I had saved a woman from a very dire situation. The nervous woman was treated really rudely by the rickshaw driver. 

It took me a few seconds to realize that her father had actually been to Allahabad once. He called me from the railway station, asking me to come and get him. My house wasn't too far from the station. He felt that was easy but strange. I did not walk over but reached by two-wheeler and contacted him where he was standing. The person he desired to meet wasn't too far from where I lived. I therefore assisted him in getting in touch with the individual. Between them, it was a business matter.

I never would have imagined that his daughter would need my assistance some years later. It was a startling coincidence in every way. Who knows what will occur in a second? Additionally, I was unaware of the abrupt circumstances. If I hadn't given her the money, the rickshaw man would have cursed her badly. Thus, my instant assistance during that crucial time was about as consoling as the numerous other cases that are comparable to mine.