There are still good people out there, are you one of them???

I started an article yesterday but couldn't complete and won't continue it until after this article because of my experience yesterday.

For some time now, one of my friends in Ogun state has been troubling me to come to visit him. We schooled together, and we were of great help to each other as well but the unpredictable journey of life made us walk on different paths in search of success in life. The memories we shared were great, some made me cry even until today because surviving wasn't fun for us but God never forsakes us.

His wife gave birth in January and I couldn't attend the naming ceremony for some reason, he was angry because our other friends made it there. I spoke to him on phone and he made it clear that we can only settle things if we see since he misses me a lot. I made up my mind to go visit him yesterday and I left my home as early as 6 am.

Staying so long on the bus is not something I love but for the sake of friendship, I had to endure it. I got to his residence and he didn't even recognize me immediately because I have added so much weight since the last time we saw in 2016. We were happy to see each other, I met his wife and the baby, she is so cute.

We talked and the reunion was awesome, the wife laughed and said she didn't know my friend had done a lot of crazy things in life because he never mentioned them. He is doing great, he has two POS shops and he is doing well. We went to eat lunch outside and it was great, he introduced me to everyone in the neighborhood as his brother and I got tired of greeting everyone I came across. It is a small community and almost everyone knew each other.

We chatted till evening and I didn't even know time was fast gone, it was 4 pm when I checked so I took my leave.

On my way back, I boarded a bus from Sango. It was rough, I am used to the BRT but they aren't available in that area.

I sat in the front seat beside the driver, there was traffic, everywhere was hot and I wasn't feeling uncomfortable. Finally, we got to Oshodi when I discovered I wasn't with my phone. I didn't believe it, did I lose my phone already?

Different thoughts started coming to my mind, I lost the hope of finding it back. I quickly approached the bus terminal so I can quickly transfer my crypto into another wallet because I didn't know the kind of person who found or took it. The queue at the terminal was crazy, I spoke to one of the tickets sellers after some minutes and she agreed to borrow her phone to make a call.

I called my brother to help me retrieve the wallet since he has the seed phrase and moves the coin on my Bitcoin Wallet since I didn't lock the app on the missing phone, I returned the phone. The lady asked if the person picked up the call and I said I didn't call my phone, my brother was the important person I needed to talk to and she suggested that I call my number probably, the person might pick it up.

The reason why I didn't bother was that the phone battery was almost drained and it must have been switched off, I tried it and the person picked it up.

I quickly introduced myself and begged that I am the owner of the phone, she said she found it beneath the seat. Something fell from her hand and she saw it while trying to pick it up so she kept it because giving it to the driver wouldn't be okay.

She said she was on her way to Agege, she told me to meet her somewhere at Alhaja Mosque. I returned and zoomed off immediately, it was getting late already so I used a bike. I got there but didn't find anyone waiting except for some securities, I said to myself - "You have been played, man". I didn't know who to approach so I can call again, I was there for over 15 minutes before I could get someone to help me call the number again.

She picked up that she was stuck in traffic, I guess the bike I took made the trip faster. I waited a few minutes again before she arrived, she narrated how she saw and even charged it with her power bank because the phone was almost off

I couldn't thank her enough and she even rejected the tip I gave her, I was surprised and thanked her very much. Luckily for me, she shared her contact with me and bears the name Remi. We parted ways and I returned to where I would board the bus but I was too late, I eventually got one and the happiness in my heart was something else because I wasn't ready to buy a new phone at the moment.

I was just smiling while the bus was moving, the experience got me smiling as I think about it over and over again. I informed my brother immediately because I know he must have been worried.

I got home late but that wasn't a problem since I found my phone back, I called the lady to thank her as well.

I was too tired to engage but I wasn't tired to see updates of what's happening in Ukraine and I was happy to see individuals in the neighboring countries helping the Ukrainians who fled for safety, they gave out food, water, and shelter for free without minding the Covid19 rules and restrictions.

It got me thinking about the good left among humans, we weren't created to be cruel but some humans just choose to be heartless.

Just because you haven't met someone to show you an extraordinary form of kindness doesn't mean there aren't good people out there, you just haven't met them. There are lots of people with good hearts out there who would do anything just to help you out when you are in need and the question is that are we among the kind ones?

Whatever a man does, he shall reap. Galatians 6:7 says that “Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.” 

You can't be spreading hate, showing cruelty, and expecting something good from others. If we are complaining about the evil others are doing, we must be sure we aren't doing the same. Every little act of kindness matters a lot, we don't know what that thing we did today whether good or bad can reflect in the future so I urge everyone to let's join or be part of people with good hearts in the world and together we can make a difference.

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