Last night around 1:30 a.m., I got the urge to have Tea. Being alone, I never felt to store milk.

I couldn't control the urge. I got ready & left for Secunderabad Station. I have to pass thru Army area (AOC) - 4 kms, to reach S'bad. On the way I saw a guy pushing his bike. I ignored and went on, but later thought what would be his problem & stopped. I thought may be his bike's tyre has got punctured .... Lemme help him at this odd hour.

He couldn't drag his bike anymore, I took a turn went to him, asked him what's the problem. He said, Sir I have run out of petrol.... There's no petrol bunk except near Musheerabad..another 4 Kms (by bike)..I asked him do you have a plastic bottle..He asked for what..I said I shall give you Petrol to drive home...but how..there was no bottle.. It being an Army area, I told him to search for some container..Luckily he found a beer bottle..God's GIft...

I gave him a litre of petrol..He asked how much do I pay...I told him, do the same thing to someone else..and see that this chain continues...