Not long ago i met someone who has changed my life in a better way. She lifted me up when I was going through the most rough time. The time when I had considered myself as a trivial but she had set some different opinions about me. No! She has never made me feel special or pampered me through sugar-coated words. But she would sit with me during my low and let me burst out like an volcano. She would listen to my inside fights or the goals I wanted to accomplish but somehow I couldn't able to. She knew the deepness of the scars on my skin. But whenever I asked her, what kind of relationship we've been sharing or who is she to me? She would start beaming and said "A friendly stranger" and I was never able to understand the meaning of these three words. For me she was a person who had helped me to find the real version of myself when I was lost in a crowd and tumbling consistently on the ground and then from somewhere one hand came along and pulled me out of the crowd. That one hand held me up and created a strong grip. That one hand taught me to stand out in a crowd without shaking. And then one day when I entered into the crowd again, and I did'nt feel like being shrugged off or lost. Instead i felt oriented and powerful and this miracle had happened just because of that one "friendly stranger". But where she is now?..... I don't know because I lost that hand in the same crowd where I had hold her for the first time. Years whirred by and still whenever my heart beats her name ; I repeat her three words only "A friendly stranger" . Karan Singh Bhadauria Instagram|@karannnn4 .