Daily Writing Prompt Posted on 9th October 2017 (473 views) Explore: writing prompts This article has 1 comment H L Cadambi 9th October 2017 Calcutta, as it was then, 1979 – oh, actually, Calcutta has remained the same and always will, never mind some dimwitted politician changing its name. I was rushing over uneven pavements to catch a parked-but-threatening-to-run-away minibus, when I twisted my ankle. Badly. I blacked out. In no time, a dozen of the citizenry were with me, helping me up, sitting me down on a parapet, putting a bag under my foot for support…. And, outta nowhere, a middleaged bhadralok, dhoti and kurta, proffered me a chilled ThumsUp. He’d actually crossed the traffic-laden thoroughfare to get me that, and would soon have to cross again to return the bottle! I seized upon it and quaffed deeply. Some sense returned, including that of shooting pain….but, I remembered my upbringing and pulled out my wallet for the Rs 2 or so for the ThumsUp. The gentleman refused it! “This is my insurance”, he said. :One day soon, I will require help. Maybe too, help that costs more. If I don’t help you today, how can I expect help when I need it?” Comments are now closed.