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Two Stories
Glimpses of a small town life.
Story 1: Helping An Elderly
One evening my wife and I went to take a drive around the govt township. This is the place where my wife grew up and has fond memories. As we returned and checked there was a vegetable market outside the fencing. We decided to walk and parked the car inside the premises.
As we returned after buying the vegetables we saw one old man walking on the side-walk. He looked over 80.
He had a walking stick and on the turn where the side-walk ended there was some loose gravel. He seemed disoriented and lost balance. We were ten feet behind and couldn’t help him. He took a fall but saved his head and took the impact on his arm and elbow.
Bruises and cuts, luckily no broken bones.
We just dropped the vegetable bags and ran to help him. He seemed okay but visibly his head was spinning. His eyes showed it.
We helped him to stand up and asked him what is the quarter number (house no) where he stayed.
He seemed to remember and told us.
We both held him from either sides firmly by his shoulders and asked him if we can drop him to his home in the car.
He said “No, it’s not far from there.”
So we helped him walk slowly and meanwhile his son took a ride with someone on a scooter and came there. He said he is the son and the man is his father and he will take him home.
No thank you, no nothing.
So me and my wife returned to the car.
As we…
