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The Royal Ride...

Earlier, I had always made my qualms about auto drivers very well known.  I detest their arrogance and their rude behaviour. So I had decided I would not take anymore autos unless absolutely necessary. Yesterday, was one of those days. 
I was getting ready to go to class on my Scooty, when the rain gods decided that they had other plans. Just when I was about to leave, it started pouring cats and dogs. It was too late to take a bus. So, I was left with no choice other than to take the damn auto. Luckily for me, it wasn't easy to get one. And the ride left me reconsidering my hatred towards autodrivers.
This guy was very courteous. He spoke fluent English. And he was asking me which route I preferred. Whoa!! Who does that? :P
On the way, he stopped to buy fruits. After doing so, he apologized for delaying me, and went on to explain that he was on his way to pick up some lady. And everytime he went there, she always offered him something and he thought it was only fair that he should be taking something for her.  I was quite impressed with the guy by then. 
As it was pouring, and I was kinda getting a little wet, he suggested that I move over to the other side, so that I dont get wet. 
Finally, after I reached AF, he asked me what I was learning. I told him French. He asked me "Do they teach well? Do they speak in French to you? etc" and then he went on to add, "I would like to learn a foreign language some day".  
And then I paid him the money and he actually said "Thank you, m'am. Bye"
I was baffled. Its been ages since I came across courteous strangers, leave alone auto drivers. It was really nice to have been treated well. I felt quite royal. It takes nothing but a few kind words to change one's outlook. 
I hope this guy gets to fulfill his dreams... 

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