The world is filled with generous and kind-hearted people who don't necessarily need to know you before helping you in your times of need; unfortunately, the amount of evil perpetrators is exceedingly greater, and this has made identifying the good people a hard task. Fortunately for me, I've met and received undeserving favor from such people, and I'm still in awe at how it plays out.
When I say undeserving, believe me, it was indeed undeserving, and until now I couldn't fathom the reason why this person went through the tick and tuck just to help me despite facing many difficulties in their bid to help me. For what this person did to me, it's been in my heart that I'll be forever indebted to the person for the support I got in my trialing times.
One of the most memorable acts of undeserving help—or should I call it support—I got from someone was during my first year at the university. We just did our matriculation, and I was in search of a roommate because I couldn't afford to rent a single room by myself. But I guess my personality traits as a level-one introvert deprived me of the opportunity to get any, as most new students like me turned down my offer to team up with others in search of a roommate like me.
I was perplexed and unsure of what to do, as lectures were supposed to start immediately. I couldn't go back home because my house is about 356.4 km from the school, so I was already preparing to sleep in the open somewhere within the school premises, when a lady walked past me. I guess she forgot something inside the lecture room and was in a hurry to pick it up before someone else does.
On her way back, going outside the school premises, she came back to me and inquired about what I was trying to do. I narrated my plight to her, and her next statement brought both peace and doubt to my heart at the same time. After hearing my story, she thought for a few seconds before saying no problem; I should pack my bags and come stay with her until I can secure a roommate and then rent my own place.
Her statement brought peace to my heart because that was a huge relief to me. I knew I wouldn't be sleeping in the open and being at risk of any possible danger, but it was filled with doubt because I remembered how dangerous the town was and I didn't know who was who, so I was scared at the thought of thinking, "What if she's a ritualist?" Hehehe, well, you can blame me for thinking such.
Well, I followed her home. On getting to her house, I realized she has a roommate who was visibly not pleased with the fact that she brought me home, but despite her roommate's anger, she insisted that I'll be staying with them whether she likes it or not. Her roommate even called my helper's boyfriend to let him know what she just did, but despite the boyfriend's displeasure and coming to make me leave, she stood her ground and stated that I won't be leaving.
I was feeling embarrassed by the turnout of the scenario and even thanked her and offered to leave, but she insisted that I shouldn't worry about them. That was how I ended up staying with her and her roommate. After staying with them for a few weeks and finally found a roommate, she told me there was no need for me to go, that I could easily inherit their room after they graduated, and that I could use the rent money for other necessities while I'm still staying with them.
Whoever reads these stories might think we probably know each other from somewhere before, but the truth is that I've never met her prior to that first meeting at the school. They also might think she's probably playing smart on me by collecting my money, but the truth is that she doesn't take a penny from me, and most of the meals I ate during my stay with them were totally free. Before they graduated, I later became friends with her roommate and her boyfriend, and they all treated me like their kid brother before they finally graduated.
The love and support I got from her was 101 percent undeserving, and yet she took me, a total stranger, into her house and treated me as though I were her junior brother. I don't take that for granted, and I'm indebted to her. Within my heart, I know I can go to any length to help her if the opportunity arises. Unfortunately, I don't have her contact any longer, but if I do, I'll pay a visit bearing massive gifts.
That's about all on my life story of an undeserving support I got from someone. I blessed the day I met her, and I hope she's fine wherever she is. I wrote briefly about how she helped in this article, and the major reason why I elaborated on it was to participate in the HIVE learners community prompt that was stated in Kronia's post. Please read it to get the details.
𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔨𝔰 𝔰𝔬 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥, 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞 𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔞𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡.