I am narrating a mindset-altering experience I had recently that changed my outlook of looking at strangers with an eye of suspicion. It is their kind and voluntary gesture and also the drastic change in my point of view that I would like to disclose.
I work in the Hinjewadi Phase 2 IT park as a software engineer with a leading firm. I ride a KTM Duke 200 everyday to office which is quite far from my place. 26 kms to be exact. Pune-ites will know that once you leave Hinjewadi to come towards the city, there is hardly any petrol station in the Aundh/Baner area. One day I pushed my luck too far with the fuel efficiency of my bike (I get a very impressive 40 kmpl
and no, I don't ride it like a splendor to acheive that
) and ended up with an empty petrol tank right in the middle of the Aundh village. My bike refused to start and it gave me heartache to realize that there was nothing much I could do about it.The nearest petrol bunk was almost 8 kms away
and there was no guarantee it would have been open till I reached it ( It was 10 in the night when this happened).I had just started to roll my bike hopelessly when two bikers on a pulsar whizzed past me. After going ahead for some distance they stopped and came back towards me. They offered to "toe" my bike till the nearest petrol pump. My initial reaction was to politely decline as I was not sure it was safe. I had never even seen a bike being toed by another biker and more so was not sure of the guy's credibility.
Points to note are : It was late in the night. I had an expensive looking bike. These two guys sounded too sweet to be genuine. Looked like ruffians. Were no wearing helmets(I do not respect guys riding without a lid. Seems irresponsible to me). I Was a software engineer which most people think earns a lot(total misconception you know
) and the area I was stranded in was notorious for goons looting IT folks. So you know why I was a bit hesitant to accept their offer straight away.After a bit of convincing from them(ironic as I was the one in need of their help) I agreed. The pillion set a foot on the back footrest of my bike and the "toeing" started. All the while the bikers tried to strike up a conversation but my replies were politely monosyllabic. Surprisingly they did not enquire about my bike and kept on chitchatting among themselves for a great part of the ride.
A Dozen thoughts were racing through my mind during the entire journey. What if they really were goons/theives trying to loot me? What will they do? Will they push me in a secluded corner and attack me? Will they ask for money when I get down at the petrol pump? What will I do in such a situation?
My heart was racing in this dreadful anticipation. A hundred action movies were coming to my mind and I was trying to recall the fighting manouvers, ready to put them to use if the need arises.
But no such thing happened.The folks persistently toed my bike and we arrived at the petrol station. I sheepishly got down, shook their hands, thanked them profusely and they smilingly rode away. The only thing they said was "We have faced similar situations before and understood your helpnessness. We just did what we had to do
". That night after I retired to my bed, My mind was racing with thoughts about that incident. What has happened to us? Why have humans become so suspicious of humanity? There were two guys who offered to help me unconditionally and I,who feels good about myself being an educated and responsible citizen, was suspicious of accepting their help? How many times have we stopped without being asked to, to help someone who seems to be in the need? Has unconditional help and humanity become so rare that we refuse to accept that it still exists? Or did I take a huge risk doing what I did? Was I just lucky they were good guys? Should I accept such gestures ahead or play it safe.
These are the questions we really need to ask ourselves.
But that night, those two fellows, who seemed like roadside romeos to me, were the real 'humane' and 'civilized' beings who doubled up as my guardian angels. Appearing out of nowhere and wanting nothing in return, they ensured that a person returned safe and in time to his worried family.
My salute to all such noble souls out there.
Love,
Zeeshan


I just ask him to sit on his bike I will tow the bike to the nearest petrol station. he didn't deny, he sat on his bike and towed the bike to the nearest petrol station. I felt happy helping an unknown person.
good thing they didn't hurt me or take away the bike. maybe because the bike wasn't starting they left it behind. 

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