Bits of kindness

In a way, we all look for epiphanies. A parting of the seas, a bolt from the heavens. Showers of gifts and love. We expect wondrous events, sudden and incredible. Grace, we believe, must come on a biblical magnitude.

But, sometimes, these acts of grace come by in the most innocuous manners, the subtle drifting scent of jasmine.We may have missed them, simply because we are so caught up with what we expect.

It is those little acts of generosity by strangers that I can't seem to forget.

The scent may have moved on. It may be overpowered by pungent odours. But the memories, they remain.