I was 18. I was slowly becoming independent, and the first task that fell to me was to get my passport made. But I was so anxious and scared at stepping out unaccompanied that I misplaced my Aadhar Card somewhere along the route. I was distressed as a new one would take months to reach me. I went home and was scolded by my parents. But later that day, closer to night time, a man came and returned my Adhar Card to me! He told me that he was coming from Azaan and found it near his place. Such a random act of kindness!
Believe in kindness and you shall see it everywhere.