In the late 1980s, I was embarking on a budget travel adventure to the European continent with a travel partner. Since my travel mate was exploring starting a postgraduate program in NYC, we had planned a fortnight visit there en route to London.
We got to the graduate housing, a large multi-story edifice on the Upper West Side named International House. After dropping our bags, we made our way to the canteen, where we got some food, found a table, and engaged in conversation with fellow residents.
Adjacent to my seat was an individual of Iraqi origin studying engineering at Columbia University. He inquired what I did for a living, and I told him that I had newly finished with a scientific background and had been conducting research with electron microscopy.
He noted that there was an research lab at Columbia University – right next door to the engineering department, which was how he knew about it. He suggested that I consider applying for a position with them. I dismissed the idea, explaining that I was soon departing to Europe and, even more importantly, I lacked a US visa.
The next day I went out exploring, coming back to the dining hall that night. The man from Iraq came up to me and let me know that he had organized a discussion for me with the head of the electron microscope unit at Columbia. Because he had made the arrangement, I showed up for the discussion – but straight off explained to my host that I lacked the necessary visa, so I was unable to accept the role.
As is common in NYC – a place where opportunities abound – she responded: “We'll handle it. How soon can you begin?” I didn't board the aircraft to London.
I worked there for three years. A perk of the job was that I got no-cost classes at Columbia, and I seized the chance to earn a master’s of international affairs.
I never saw that student again and I don’t even know his full name, but his remarkable generosity transformed my future in so many ways. I would never have had the courage or self-assurance to approach someone at an prestigious college and seek a position. Moreover, I had long dreamed to take classes in another country, but lacked the financial means without that free tuition.
What's more, that job in New York led me to a role in Europe where I got to know my wonderful partner, with whom I am raising a family of four kids. That encounter altered everything. That helpful person set me on a different course in life, and I’m forever grateful.
What is the Kindest Gesture a Unknown Person Has Once Performed for You?
From cheering you up to changing your life, we would love to know random meetings that have stuck with you.
Please share your story if you are an adult, without revealing your identity if you wish. Your responses are secure, and will only be used the purpose of this feature.
