After a long-distance drive, we arrived at the parking lot of our colony. The spaces were occupied as it was a little late in the evening. My husband tried to manoeuvre the vehicle into a narrow space and dented the fender of a parked vehicle. We took a look, and we realised that it was a brand new car. Even the polythene sheets covering the seats had not been removed. Nobody had witnessed the incident. My husband made a few enquiries trying to find the owner. Later, we realised a piece of paper with the owner’s phone number was lying on the dashboard. My husband said, “Let them spend the night in peace.” Early the next morning, he called the owner and got the dented fender replaced from the service station. It did cost a substantial sum. The owner of the vehicle was obliged, saying, “We would have never known how the vehicle got damaged.”
My husband’s sense of responsibility humbled me.
Our conscience shows us the way.