Raj Kumar Singh - Being Good, Rickshaw Driver, Mumbai

While getting off a rickshaw saddled with a few heavy bags last afternoon, I heard a sound of something dropping and so turned to look back into the rickshaw. I checked the seat, the floor and around the rickshaw. Not finding anything and wanting to relieve myself of the weight I was carrying, I hurriedly rushed into my building. It was then that I realised, that it was the sound of my phone that I had heard being dropped. 

I ran, calling out to the receding rickshaw but to my dismay he was far gone despite my enthusiastic sprint. I didn't take the rickshaw number and obviously didn't know the driver's name. I reached home all huffed up and dolefully narrated the incident to my son. We quickly tried calling my phone but it rang for a few minutes and after that a pre-recorded message from the service provider said that the phone was switched off or unavailable! My battery was at 1% before I had got off the rickshaw - so clearly the battery had died out. 

"Don't worry Mama, it happens! Maybe he will call back if he finds it." I rolled my eyes and called my service provider to inform them of the loss so that there could be no misuse of the card. I also took out a spare phone and got a new SIM put into it, which would get activated the next morning as there were some technical errors in the backend. 

So here I was phone-less and going about my evening, when at about 7.45pm my husband rushed into the room saying, "Priya your phone has been found by a rickshaw driver called Raj Kumar Singh, in Bhayendar. Call him back on your own phone number immediately." 

I jumped with joy and promptly dialled the number - it was the same driver that had dropped me off. "Madam, aapka mobile hamaari gaadi ke kone mein mila. Dukaan par aana pada ussey charge karne ke liye kyonki battery mar gayi thi. Lekin ab main Bhayendar main hoon toh aap kal tak wait kar sakte hain, kya? Main aapke paas lekar aaoonga." 

He was unfamiliar with an #iPhone and so had to go to a store to charge it. He then called a random number in my contact list who in-turn gave him my father's number - Papa then called my husband. And sure enough next morning at about 11.15 am he coordinated the address details till Andheri and came by to my building to drop off my phone in perfect condition. 

Three cheers to MH.47.C.2076 and Mr. Raj Kumar Singh for #beinggood <3 #rickshaw #mumbaipublictransport#beinggood #peoplearegood #goodnessstory Priya Sharma Shaikh Being Good

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While getting off a rickshaw saddled with a few heavy bags last afternoon, I heard a sound of something dropping and so turned to look back into the rickshaw. I checked the seat, the floor and around the rickshaw. Not finding anything and wanting to relieve myself of the weight I was carrying, I hurriedly rushed into my building. It was then that I realised, that it was the sound of my phone that I had heard being dropped. 

I ran, calling out to the receding rickshaw but to my dismay he was far gone despite my enthusiastic sprint. I didn't take the rickshaw number and obviously didn't know the driver's name. I reached home all huffed up and dolefully narrated the incident to my son. We quickly tried calling my phone but it rang for a few minutes and after that a pre-recorded message from the service provider said that the phone was switched off or unavailable! My battery was at 1% before I had got off the rickshaw - so clearly the battery had died out. 

"Don't worry Mama, it happens! Maybe he will call back if he finds it." I rolled my eyes and called my service provider to inform them of the loss so that there could be no misuse of the card. I also took out a spare phone and got a new SIM put into it, which would get activated the next morning as there were some technical errors in the backend. 

So here I was phone-less and going about my evening, when at about 7.45pm my husband rushed into the room saying, "Priya your phone has been found by a rickshaw driver called Raj Kumar Singh, in Bhayendar. Call him back on your own phone number immediately." 

I jumped with joy and promptly dialled the number - it was the same driver that had dropped me off. "Madam, aapka mobile hamaari gaadi ke kone mein mila. Dukaan par aana pada ussey charge karne ke liye kyonki battery mar gayi thi. Lekin ab main Bhayendar main hoon toh aap kal tak wait kar sakte hain, kya? Main aapke paas lekar aaoonga." 

He was unfamiliar with an #iPhone and so had to go to a store to charge it. He then called a random number in my contact list who in-turn gave him my father's number - Papa then called my husband. And sure enough next morning at about 11.15 am he coordinated the address details till Andheri and came by to my building to drop off my phone in perfect condition. 

Three cheers to MH.47.C.2076 and Mr. Raj Kumar Singh for #beinggood <3 #rickshaw #mumbaipublictransport#beinggood #peoplearegood #goodnessstory Priya Sharma Shaikh Being Good Do check out the video!

Musa Qadri - Being Good, Rickshaw Driver, Mumbai

In search of the divine, we lose ourselves, when all we need to do is look within!

I was scheduled for a meeting in Bandra,and since I was unsure of parking there I decided to take a rickshaw. I tried hailing one and got rejected by over 10 of them. The sun was beating down and making me anxious as I looked at my watch. A rickshaw driver turned into my building to drop off a passenger. I called out to him, 'Bhaiya, Bandra?' He nodded indicating that he would return shortly and disappeared into one of the wings of my building. Meanwhile, I continued to try my luck to hail down a rickshaw, but to no avail. I covered my head with my dupatta to save myself from the sun and just then a rickshaw stopped on the opposite side of the road and the driver stuck his head out and looked at me, 'Bandra?' Before he could respond, I heard some desperate honking behind me and I see that it was the same rickshaw driver that had gone in to drop off the passenger.
'Madam, I rushed to get to you.'
'Achcha,' I smiled and sat in, 'Pali Naka, Bandra.'
At Star Bazaar on Link Road, he suddenly stopped, and said that he had just seen his brother and had to say something important to him - he said he'd take 2 minutes. I got irritated as I didn't want to get late so I said, 'Jaldi kariye bhaiya.'
I checked my message feed and browsed around, and then after over 5 mins I looked around for the driver - he was chatting a good distance away, with a man on a bike. I half leaned out and screamed, 'Bhaiya!! Late ho haha hai, hum doosra rickshaw le lete hain.'
He frantically waved his hand at me, hurriedly finished his dialogue that seemed kind of apologetic from a distance and scurried back to take his seat and get on his way, 'Sorry Madam. Boss tha mera.'
We had barely gone some distance when my phone rang out.
'Hello Priya, sorry but we will have to reschedule. Can you make it tomorrow?'
'Oh ... okay sure. Same time?'
'Yes same time, same place.'
I hung up feeling disheartened and then called out to the driver, 'Bhaiya sorry, wapas le lo.'
The driver started laughing - 'Arreyyy Madam, kya hua?'
'Cancel ho gaya meeting.'
'Madamji lagta hai uppar waale ki yahi ichcha thi ki hum dono na jayein. You were not getting a rickshaw and my boss didn't want me to go to Bandra and then you got a call to cancel. Jo hua achcha hi hua.'
We both laughed out aloud and he then said some amazing truths about life and more shared in the video below - Musa Qadri - Huge respect for your spirit and intelligence <3 #ilovemumbai #rickshawdriver #incredibleindia #beinggood #goodnessstories Do check out the video too!