How a lift encounter changed a kid's life
I still remember the day I met a boy in the lift of my building. He was on his way to deliver groceries to a flat.
“What's your name?” — “My name is Vinay, didi.”
“Why do you work in the shop? Why don't you study? What do your parents do? How far did you get in school?”
“My father is no more, didi, and my mother works as a maid, so she cannot afford my fees. That is why I work at the shop. I studied till 6th. I would like to study more if I am given a chance.”
“Will you study if I teach you?” — “Of course, didi.”
What I remember next is teaching him for four or five months after his shift at the shop, convincing his mother to let him study, getting him admitted to class 7, and sponsoring his whole education through my amazing circle of friends.
He passed class 12. Admission to college did not work out, but he is a sharp kid and he now has a well-paying job at Elite Aircon — and a life of dignity.