It’s been years since my first Rak. I was in school back then, yet I remember it so clearly. I was outside a supermarket and saw a very elderly lady, minding her own business, and trying to push her heavy trolley towards the bus stop. Being very frail and weak, she was struggling with this task. The bus was nearly there, so I dropped everything, and without thinking, I just pushed her trolley for her across the road. She was thankful and not a week goes by when I don’t think of that lady. Her face still flashes in front of my eyes. Although I never saw her again, the memory warms me.
My first true RAK remains imprinted in my mind.
When our intentions are honest, our Raks become memorable.