I Was So Ill I Couldn’t Walk When a Man Virtually Carried Me to a Bathroom.

During my my late teens, my morning travel was on an packed public transport. The vehicle was always crowded and invariably became completely full once I got on.

On one specific day, I was feeling terribly ill as the bus rocked around the bends. I kept telling myself to endure for a few more stops before the bus reached where I needed to get off, at which point I could rush hurriedly toward the most convenient public toilet to vomit.

We were coming down the avenue close to my stop and I realised I was unable to make it. All of a sudden, it felt as if a fog descended upon me. The world became blank and silent; similar to when one muted everything. I thought, “I am about to pass out”.

Luckily I was toward the front of the bus, so I managed a few steps forward and asked the driver to pull over, telling him that I was about to be sick. The driver opened the doors and I weakly exited out onto the street.

I was resolved not to vomit before a busy multi-lane road, so I gathered myself and started trying to stumble toward the green space across the road, where I believed I’d at least be able to find some privacy near some foliage to be sick. But then I must have fainted. I could feel my limbs, but I couldn’t walk and my vision was blurry, so I began crawling towards the park.

“Are you okay, dear?”

In that instant, I got scooped up. I sensed someone holding me and a stranger inquired, “You right, love?” I managed to tell the kind passerby that I had to to vomit. Thus, he practically carried me down into a nearby building and guided me inside the women’s restroom. He wanted to know whether I required him to wait for me but I refused.

A few minutes later, I regained my composure enough to sit down and from outside the door came him ask, “Do you need anything, love? Do you need anything?” I wasn’t able to get up right away but I did succeed to say thank you and shortly thereafter regained the function of my limbs. I got myself home and spent the following days getting over which was a severe stomach virus.

I did not see the stranger’s face – just his lower half along with a sizable container for tools he was carrying – but he saved me, during a time when I was in my weakest state.

Often this world can make you defensive, aggressive and competitive. His was the sort of gesture that reverses that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency is towards kindness, something I love about my fellow humans.