What goes round, comes around In the bitter cold Russian ground, a man was sitting on a bench. He wore a torn jacket and a pair of dirty pants. That man have had his hands, shaped in a cup, lifted for 3 hours. No one bothered to even look at him. No one gave.
Freezing in sub-zero temperature, he was worried for his family. How is he going to even feed them? He kept thinking of them relentlessly. In his sea of thoughts, a white fine car stopped in front of him.
'Can I finally feed my family?'
A lady got out from the car. Her intention was not to give. It was obvious that she had a punctured tire.
However, he was not disappointed. Instead, he got up and offered to help her. Oblivious to his difficulties, the lady accepted gladly.
Twist, twist, the jack-lift went.
He changed the tire, without expecting anything in return.
"Thanks for your kind offer. I owe you. How much do you need?" the lady gladly spoke.
"I'm Anderson Rufue. If you want to repay me, give that money to someone who needs it more." he smiled and walked off.
The lady set off, deep in thought about what Anderson just said. She then pulled over at a cafe down the street for her lunch. She was greeted by a cheerful waitress. She ordered her food and observed that the waitress was about 7 months pregnant.
The waitress had endured sores and pains in her frigile body. The lady ate with a heavy heart. Thinking of Anderson, she paid with a hundred dollar bill and left without her change.
Surprised, the waitress cleared her table and found a note written on a handkerchief.
"Take this. You need it more than I do."
Under the note, another 6 hundred dollar bill was stacked neatly.
For 3 months, she forced herself to work for her unborn baby. With this money, she could just make ends meet. She wondered how the lady knew her difficulties.
At night, she lay beside her husband and wept. She said," We can survive now, Anderson Rufue."
