When A Small Bulb Made All The Difference!

Some evenings change the course of the whole day. 

My son usually has football coaching on Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays. The timings are from 6 to 7 in the evening. 

That particular evening, I booked an auto ride for my home around 7.15. It was February and the days were still shorter, which meant evenings got dark as soon as 6pm. 

The lane leading to the main road from the turf had minimum lighting and I usually felt quite apprehensive while traveling by the dark road. I would breathe easier only after the auto had reached the main road. 

The ride for that evening arrived and I boarded the auto along with my kid. The moment I stepped inside, the driver switched on a bright bulb that bolstered my spirits. Along with the darkness, my fear too fled away. 

But more importantly, there was deep gratitude. Someone, a stranger of all, took the effort to assure me that I am safe and that I need not fear anything. In a life that is trying and testing me by the minute, this gesture remains a beautiful memory, reminding me of light and goodness that still exists in the world.