Full Circle
There’s a strange magic in this world, one you can’t touch, see, or measure, but you can feel it. It works quietly, almost invisibly, and shows up when you least expect it. You might call it fate, karma, blessings, or just “life coming full circle.” I call it the return of goodness. It happens like this. You’re going through your day, not thinking too much. You hold the lift door for a stranger rushing in. You help your colleague finish that presentation even though you have your own pile of work. You pay for a tea at the roadside stall and quietly tell the Chaiwala to keep the change because you know coins won’t change your life but might make his evening easier. You don’t do any of this thinking, “Yes, now the universe will reward me.” You just do it because it feels right. And then, days, weeks, or months later, when life feels heavy and you’re quietly wondering why nothing good seems to be happening for you, something strange occurs. You’re stuck at the railway statio...