“Kindness is the sunshine in which virtue grows.”
Robert Green Ingersoll.
Akrit was a common boy with common dreams and common looks. What made him more popular was the way he lived his life and made things happen in life. An average-looking guy with an average mindset and an average score in class Akrit was an average person.
The average guy worked in a fast food restaurant and had a four-hour shift from 7 to 11 p.m. He used to walk home, which was 5 kilometer’s from his workplace. One thing Akrit enjoyed was his journey back home. The mild breeze he felt and his thoughts used to be in perfect sync on his way back home. He would arrive home after 12 a.m. and cook for himself until 1:30 a.m., at which point he would get ready to sleep.
The routine remained the same until one day, on his way back, Akrit saw an expensive car zoom by his side and a man banging a tree on the roadside with a loud voice. Akrit couldn’t understand what had just happened; he just went numb. It took a few seconds for him to understand that someone in the car needed his help. So he just ran towards the car and tried to check if there was a way he could get inside, and then he forced the door open and pulled the boy outside. The blood was oozing all over his face, and Akrit could understand that this boy was badly hurt, so he just pulled his phone out, which was holding the screen with a rubber band, and called 108. The ambulance took 20 minutes to arrive, and until then, Akrit was holding the boy in his arms and constantly telling him it is ok and he is going to be ok.
Both the boy and Akrit were taken to the hospital by ambulance, where the police also arrived, and the hospital and police routines began. The questions started to bombard when a policeman placed his hand on Akrit’s shoulder and said, “It is all good. You are a brave boy. It takes a lot of courage to do what you do. He will be ok.” One line of kindness made an impact on Akrit that no one else could.
After 3 hours, the doctors reported that the boy is out of danger and will be fine. During the early hours, the family of the boy reached him, who turned out to be quite well, and they thanked Akrit for what he did and asked if they could help him in any way, to which he quietly replied, “I need to eat something; can you help me with it?”
The moral of the story is: “It is not about who you are, but what you can do at a given period of time.”