
If you read my first post, you would have realized that I have categories to which I write my article. Something bad turned out wonderful today, and it has inspired me to create the FOR A REASON column. This section will include seemingly bad things that happen either in my or a friends life, but show how God had a plan all along.
So this morning I got left behind by my brother. Yes I was mad, but I definitely decided not to get angry as I am the one that controls the response to any situation. Everyone knows that the first MAJOR event that happens in your day sets the tone for the rest of the day. Devil would have it that I would be angry, but I was not in it with him. As walked down the road I talked to myself and tried to find the most tactful words I could, so if I see my brother I would put him in his place.
I reached the first taxi stop and waited. Two taxis passed, the third one picked me up. It so happened when I reached my stop, I forgot to take the money out. I handed the fare to the driver, he already started to move. So without a word I just allowed it because I could get a bus faster in the town. After reaching the town I went on a coaster filled with music and jammed as usual. I sat beside a woman, who was not too much on the slim side. She was on my right.
We started our journey to Half-Way Tree and it was fare time. The woman to my left gave me her fare, followed by the woman on my right started the “Give all the change to one person” routine. For all those who take the bus, they have a good idea of I am talking about. By the time I realised, I had everyone’s fare in my hand. That was not a problem at all.
On Molynes Road, the heavy traffic started, therefore the bus came to a crawl. People bailed as they deemed it faster route if they walked. The woman on my right turned to me and asked if I knew what bus to take to KPH. I started to wonder, I knew she was on the heavy side but she did not look sick. I told her I did not know what number, but directed her to the bus park.
After getting of the bus, I took it as my obligation to ask the conductor what number bus to take to KPH, for I knew one had to take a bus to Cross Roads, but that is where my knowledge of the commute route stopped. The conductor just bolstered my opinion and offered no help. I decided to help her to the bus stop. As we walked i realised, she was infirmed as she moved rather slow. We passed the transport centre and she paused. I told her to hold to the railing. She bent over the railing in pain and explained that she got referral to KPH from Spanish Hospital. I wanted to hold her hand but was too proud to do it. We eventually made to the park. I told the conductor to take care of her as she was not feeling well; he said the bus was going directly to KPH so I did not have to worry.
I had no idea why I got left behind, but after helping that woman I felt good. This was now the first MAJOR event for the day and it did set the tone for the following hours as well. Doing good really helps. I just wonder what if I did not get left behind. Would someone have helped her? Would she have fainted? It is proven by studies that many a times we are tired and feel like giving up, but because of one person’s presence, all the pressure is somehow softened. I got left behind just to be pushed for forward. Next time you feel angry because you feel you were left behind unjustly, remember everything happens for a reason.




