Nanuoya 1/undefined by Tripoto


Next to me was this gentleman named 'Hakeem'. Once, he got to know that I was from India, he started narrating his experiences of his travel to India. I was good to hear good things about my country. I saw the ticket checker approaching so I put my hand into my pocket to get the ticket. I realised it was not there. Probably, I had dropped it somewhere. I ran to the ticket checker and told him that I've lost the ticket. He calmly responded suggesting me to buy one from the next station. Hakeem helped me get the ticket from the next station. Also, when he dropped off at his destination; he got me some snacks too so that I don't have to get down at any station if I was hungry. I had no clue how to thank him. Before I could say anything he was gone.