KINDNESS FROM STRANGERS
If you have a heart can help anybody. When I was teen, all I wanted a ring. They were the ‘in’ thing and it seemed everyone except me had one. On my birthday, my mother gifted me a golden ring with my initials engraved into it. I was in heaven. What made it even more special was that it was about the only thing that wasn’t being “replaced”. During my college days, I moved to hostel to hostel. I had lost many things –so most of the ‘new’ stuff we got was really just to replace what we’d lost, not my ring. Then, few months later I lost it. I took if off before bed and it was missing in the morning from hostel. I was devasted and searched everywhere for it. But it seemed to have disappeared. Eventually I gave up and stopped looking for it. Years passed not one or two-thirteen years. Our College Reunion day we’re planned to contribute something those who were with us but only a lady security and a cook came just for seeing us. Reun