In Such Poor Health I Couldn’t Walk As a Stranger Essentially Lifted Me to the Toilets.

At the age of nineteenth year, my daily commute involved an packed public transport. It remained full and invariably became without any seats by the time I stepped aboard.

One particular morning, I started experiencing incredibly sick while the vehicle lurched around the bends. I repeatedly told myself to endure for a few more stops before the bus got to where I needed to get off, so I could then sprint quickly toward the most convenient washroom to be sick.

As we neared the avenue close to my stop and I realised I would not be to last. In an instant, it seemed a curtain fell over me. My vision turned white and really quiet; as if someone cut the sound. I thought, “I’m going to faint”.

Luckily I was near the front inside the vehicle, so I managed a few steps forward and asked the driver to open the doors, telling him that I was about to vomit. The driver opened the doors and I stumbled out onto the sidewalk.

I was resolved to avoid being sick in view of a busy multi-lane road, so I forced myself up and endeavored to stumble toward the green space across the road, where I thought I’d at least be able to find some privacy behind a bush to be sick. However I apparently lost consciousness. I sensed my physical self, yet I couldn’t walk and my vision was blurry, so I began inching my way to my intended destination.

“Are you okay, dear?”

Right then, I got scooped up. I sensed someone holding me and heard a man say, “Everything alright, love?” I managed to tell the unknown man that I had to to vomit. Therefore, he almost helped me walk into a nearby building and guided me into the female bathroom. He inquired whether I required him to stay with me but I said no.

After a short while, I felt better to the point of sitting on the toilet and from outside the stall I heard him inquire, “Do you need anything, love? Is there anything you require?” I wasn’t able to get up just then but I did succeed to say thank you and shortly thereafter regained the function of my limbs. I returned home passing the following days getting over what was later diagnosed as a nasty tummy bug.

I never glimpsed the stranger’s face – just his lower half along with a sizable container for tools he held – but he helped me, during a time when I was in my weakest state.

Often this world tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. What he did was the kind of action that melts away that protective shell. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a trait I cherish in other people.