We were driving to a coffee shop, and I saw a young Asian man standing outside the shop with many worn-out paper bags and a backpack, shivering in the cold Seattle rain. When I stepped out, he approached and asked if I could drop him to the address mentioned on a scrap of paper that he was carrying with him. If I did drop him it meant a 10-mile detour!
I had a co-passenger, but I agreed.
The young man got in the car and told me he was a student and new to the country. He came from a small village in India, was lonely and not able to adjust to the food and weather. He had no friends or family around. I offered to keep in touch with him and help him in the ways that I could. I remembered my own struggles when I came to this beautiful country as a student. I gratefully thought of people who had kindness towards me during those lonely days. It was time to pay forward.
Kindness is what connects us all.