It was a sunny winter morning, an ideal day to go out for a long drive, Rehana

thought to herself. She decided to go for shopping. After all it was the beginning
of the month and she felt rich once again. She could not wait to spend her
salary. Rehana was a girl who loved to spend money buying new clothes and
accessories. She had never seen the hardships of life and always thought life is a
bed of roses. Her parents offered everything she wanted. She was a spoilt child
who loved to enjoy life at the fullest. She took her car keys, put on her favorite
music and zoomed towards her favorite shopping haunt.

She was having an awesome time while driving and actually enjoying her own
company. The traffic was sparse and the Sun was bright. There was hardly
anyone on the road. The yellow mustard fields on both side of the road were
swaying with the gentle breeze blowing across. Her car zoomed towards the
destination while she sang the song which played on the radio. Suddenly she
noticed someone in her rear view mirror, she stopped the car with a slight jerk
and looked back, and a middle aged lady was waving her hand and asking for a
lift. Rehana noticed her hands, her hands were the most beautiful hands she
ever seen. The lady was wearing a fiery hot crimson red color nail polish which
made her hands look most beautiful. Rehana could not resist staring at her
hands. It seemed that she got hypnotized by the color.

Without giving a second thought she decided to give her a lift. There was
something special about the lady which made Rehana inquisitive. She wanted to
know her better. Rehana paused the music and started chit chatting with the
lady. The conversation started with the appreciation of her nail polish. “I love
the color of your nail polish. I am a big time shopaholic and I love looking good
but I have never found a color like this. You have an awesome choice in fashion.
Are you a model?”

The lady smiled and said “don’t go by my appearance. I hardly know anything
about fashion. I run a home that provides accommodation to the destitute
young girls and this nail polish has been gifted to me by one of those girls on my
birthday. These girls work day and night to earn some amount for their day to
day living. They saved some amount to celebrate my birthday. I am a widow and
I lost interest in fashion ever since I lost my better half. I have put this color just
to see a smile on their faces.”

After two hours, the lady asked Rehana to stop the car. She had arrived at her
destination. “Well this is where I live with the other girls. Thank you so much for
the lift. Do you want to come in for a cup of tea?” the lady asked Rehana.
Rehana could not stop herself and decided to visit the place. She had never ever
seen such a place. That one visit was enough to change Rehana’s entire outlook.
She was amazed to see the young girls living their life blissfully. They didn’t have
any branded clothes or expensive gadgets but they were content without them.
All they wanted was love, care and affection which money could not buy.
Rehana’s eyes filled with tears and she decided to donate some amount which
she had decided to spend on shopping. She had never experienced the
happiness of charity and doing something for others. It was a much better
experience than buying branded clothes and eating in expensive restaurants.
She had a coffee and decided to leave.

As she stepped out of the place and about to open the door of her car, the lady
called her from behind. She turned around. “Here is a small gift for you from me
and from my girls. Hope you will like it“, the lady handed her a small packet. She
opened the packet in the car and tears of joy rolled from her eyes. It was the
same color nail polish which Rehana had liked. Along with the packet was a
small card which said “whenever you use the nail polish, it will remind you of us.
Our blessings are always with you. Though we have nothing to offer you, but
whenever you feel low and need a friend, never hesitate to come to us.”