(Please read part one in case you missed it! 👉 https://dissenttimes.com/the-kindness-of-a-stranger-a-scar-that-still-brings-up-smile-part-01/ )
I fell unconscious but can feel a palm in front of my face that saved my head from banging into the glass case. This was the same gentleman who has shown his concern over my injured leg earlier. I came back to my senses after a few minutes as drops of cold water were sprinkled on my face. He did not delay a minute and asked for my shooty’s keys and we headed in search of a hospital nearby.
It was a test of our patience and after a drastic search of twenty minutes, we got to a hospital. The nurse did some primary checking and immediately suggested an injection for tetanus. Now! It was one of the hardest moments for me, it was time to call my parents and inform them about the accident.
Yes, I did not purposely inform them earlier, I was aware of the fact that my father is in a meeting where cell phones were not allowed and mom’s at home, and our home is remotely located outside the city. She won’t be able to rush in immediately and it will only bother her more.
With my trembling voice, I informed her about the incident and couldn’t speak a word more as her voice became heavy, and we both started sobbing. I handed my phone over to the kind person next to me and requested him to talk to her. He patiently explained everything to her calmly and assured her that I am in the good hands of the hospital staff and they are taking care of me well.
Now, the next call went to my father and this time again I handed over my phone to him. He explained him well. Papa just came out of the meeting and rushed in. Meanwhile, I noticed one thing the kind person was getting his work-related calls repeatedly and he attended them saying ” One of my friends got in an accident, I brought her to the hospital. Please give me some time and I will be back soon.”
It was a relief to see my father coming after I went through the X-ray scan and the stitch. He met the person first with heartfelt thanks as they exchanged their contacts. I said “Thank you so much! I don’t know what I would do without your help” In a rush he went away saying “Alright, No Problem.”
After getting the medicines and settling the bill. On our way back home, my vehicle was picked up by my father’s office staff.
Papa was thanking God and said a beautiful statement ”That’s how God comes to help you, you know that right? Not like the form we perceive in the photos but in a human and from a human. ” I nodded with teary eyes “Yes Indeed!” recalling all that happened.
Now the reason that I keep on calling him ”The stranger”. Amid all the chaos we never got an opportunity to know about one another. Father did exchange numbers with him but he was not able to find them once he tried. Just like that, a person whom I will never be able to forget. A person who has helped me in one of the crucial stages of my life. To date whenever I look at the scar on my right leg, I get a mini flashback and a smile full of gratitude crawls up my face.
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