How the Hell Do I Feel

Incident 1: I really don’t know when it happened but as I entered my office I realized that my ID card was missing. Not a big deal – I just had to collect a temporary one and place an order for a new one.

Incident 2: I open my Gmail account the next day and there is an email from someone through my Google profile and guess what the subject line of the email is? Your ID card!

Incident 3: I’m at my office reception. I say hello, shake hands, collect my ID card, thank him and walk back to my desk. There’s loads of work to do and I better get it done on time!

But wait. Then there was the rush of emotions-I want to thank this person again. I want to get to know this person better. I even want to spend some time talking to him about my perceptions on how bad this world is or maybe how there are still a lot a good people around, just like him. Could we have a retake of incident 3? Please.

In between the 3 incidents: A person is traveling in the auto and happens to find an ID card on the road. I can’t reason this out – instead of disregarding it and moving on with his own life (I promise, that’s exactly what I would have done – how shameless!), he decides to pick it up and return it. This is exactly where it gets a little complicated…

The ID card: Well it has just my photo, full name, and 4 small colorful balls (one in each corner).  If it were me, I would have felt hopeless at that very moment and changed my mind. But, that’s not what happened.

The search: This person decides to Google the name in the ID card and finds a way to reach the owner. Pretty simple, you put in the full name and because it’s Google, you ought to get some results. In this case, my Google profile was the first result and it didn’t take more than a minute to send an email! Long live the internet…

The best part: After I reply to the email, still trying to come to terms with what I’d just experienced, the person decides to give me yet another surprise. He pays a visit to my office and hands over the ID card.

Me the Loser: I just collect the ID card, thank the person, and walk back to my desk. I’m such a bad loser! For all the efforts that he’d put in, I should have at least spent some time talking with him. To hell with a conversation! I should have told him at least this –

My dear friend, you’ve change my perception about this world. As hard as it is to believe, there are still good people who go out of their way to help others! You’ve passed the baton and I’ll be sure to carry it forward!