Post 39: Act of kindness

I also have random people who crossed my life and left ...memories and won a place in my hart for ever. One of them is a taxi driver.
When my son was about 3 years old he got invited to a birthday party we lived in Singapore at the time. He spent all afternoon running and plying with his friends. when the party ended and the time came to go home he was so exhausted that he fell asleep in my arm while I was saying good bye and thank you.
Carrying Adrien in my arms I went outside to catch a taxi, we didn't own a car then. But this family lived in a remote part of the city far from the center and any big street. There was no taxi in sight and not a single car for that mater. I started walking in the general direction of the main street but it was still a long trek and my sleeping son was getting heavier by the minute.
Suddenly I heard before I even saw the taxi, it was blasting Indian music. I started gesticulating for him to notice me. My excitement was short lived as I told him my address he said that his shift was over and he was actually heading to the station in the opposite direction, but he offered to give me a hike to the main road where I will have no trouble finding another taxi. I sat in the taxi and not the motion, neither the volume awaken my son. At destination the driver refused t get paid and drove off smiling, munching a snack in a twirl of Indian music. I stayed transfixed as he disappeared at the next intersection but never from my thoughts.