I once helped a stranger on a wheelchair to get downstairs where there was no ramp so he had to be lifted along with the wheelchair and he was being assisted by only one person so I helped him get down.

As I was leaving the guy in the wheelchair asked me my name and where I was from (I was in a foreign country). I told him I’m wildcard5 and I’m from Pakistan. He asked me to join him in a restaurant across the road for lunch. I was reluctant at first but agreed. Once we had ordered food he

told me that this is his restaurant and I can have a meal anytime I want on the house. I told him I’ll accept his offer at only one condition and that is, instead of me coming and eating at his restaurant he should invite one random beggar off the street whenever he remembers what I did for him.

With no ramp in sight, he and his companion were left with no choice but to lift the wheelchair manually—a daunting task for just one person. Instinctively, I stepped in to help, not thinking twice about it. It was a small act, something I’d hope someone would do for me if I were in his position. Read more below