I had to visit my sister in another town because her husband was very ill. My whole family could not go because school was in session. My children stayed back in their father's care, except for the youngest, who was just a year old. I was nervous taking a train journey alone with my daughter. I knew that I had to go, so I gathered all my courage and boarded the train. After waving goodbye to my husband, I settled down.
There were three other passengers in that compartment. Two of them were quite elderly, while one was a young man. My daughter was crying, missing her dad. I tried to console her, but to no avail. I tried giving her water, then some biscuits, but her crying would not cease. By this time I was getting worried about the disturbance being caused to the others. One of the oldies was dozing, but the other seemed to fly off the handle. However much I tried, the sobbing continued.
Just then the young man offered to take my baby into his arms. He stood with her near the window and started talking to her in a soothing voice. My daughter stopped crying slowly, listening to his baby talk. I was both surprised and relieved especially because the disgruntled elder was now happily reading his book. The stranger handed my daughter back once she was in a sleepy daze. I thanked the miracle worker profusely and settled down to rest.
During the long train journey this young man continuously helped me. He fed my baby, sang to her and told her innumerable stories. I arrived at my destination, rested and thankful for this man who had come to my rescue.
After so many years, I still remember this stranger on the train with a grateful heart.
There were three other passengers in that compartment. Two of them were quite elderly, while one was a young man. My daughter was crying, missing her dad. I tried to console her, but to no avail. I tried giving her water, then some biscuits, but her crying would not cease. By this time I was getting worried about the disturbance being caused to the others. One of the oldies was dozing, but the other seemed to fly off the handle. However much I tried, the sobbing continued.Just then the young man offered to take my baby into his arms. He stood with her near the window and started talking to her in a soothing voice. My daughter stopped crying slowly, listening to his baby talk. I was both surprised and relieved especially because the disgruntled elder was now happily reading his book. The stranger handed my daughter back once she was in a sleepy daze. I thanked the miracle worker profusely and settled down to rest.
During the long train journey this young man continuously helped me. He fed my baby, sang to her and told her innumerable stories. I arrived at my destination, rested and thankful for this man who had come to my rescue.
After so many years, I still remember this stranger on the train with a grateful heart.
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- Posted by amita17149
- Apr 24, 2015
- Comments (18)
Readers Comments
melnotes wrote: What a wonderful memory to have and thank you for sharing your story :)
mindyjourney wrote: Lovely share, my friend. A kindness is long remembered. He sounds like an angel sent to help soothe your baby. Blessings.
mish wrote: The stranger on the train was your Angel. Bless
verityngnosis wrote: Wonderful story. Thank you for sharing
pluto178 wrote: Isn't that wonderful............x
terre wrote: Thank you for sharing this wonderful story.
amita17149 wrote: Thanks all for your appreciation and kind words! :)
stellanake489 wrote: An angel right there. Beautiful story
lottypb wrote: Beautiful man xxxx
sandyremillar wrote: Agree! An angel. :}}
