I remember a mysterious night, when my car had broken down on motorway and in midnight. No one is there for help me. So God sent an angel for my help, yes an angel! It was July 21 eve .when I started my journey from Lahore to Islamabad. That is my first long driving so I keep the speed of car slow .When I reached on motorway there is quite dark. All the things are in pin drop silence. I turn off the radio as I feel suffocation. It’s quite strange as I never turnoff the radio while I am driving. I covered miles per miles. After 1hr of boring journey the rain start I feel little pleased as I love rain but it starting fast after 15min. I slow down the speed of car as I feel difficulty to see the vehicles moving with my car. I put my car aside and stop by lighting the indicators. Thinking of my uncle’s advice, who stops me to go on this journey. He repeatedly said to me it’s too late to go on this way you will carry on this journey tomorrow’s morning. I don’t listen to him as I have urgent work tomorrow. After stop of 10min when I notice the rain went on fast every min and there is no chance of stopping or slowing down of rain I start the car and once again start my journey. I covered a little distance my cars vapours fail to work. I feel very afraid that what I do? Suddenly an idea struck to my mind “I move vapours with the help of my hand that are outside the window and other is on the staring” after covering half km I see a petrol pump. I feel happy to see it. I reached there and put my car on the way to workshop. The mechanic is sleeping however I wake him up and persuade him to set the vapour of my car. He put on the new vapor, it is so old and little broken. I feel happy to get it as something is better than nothing. I fill the petrol tank of my car and set on the journey once again with no worries. On that moment I can’t know that there is another most terrible problem ahead. The rain is going on and I silently carry on my journey. After approximately 2hr I feel that the head lights of my car going on dim but when I notice it’s too late. I come out of car and checkout the engine. Oh God Nooo! My voice turns into tiny whisper when my eyes fell on the battery it almost broken down. I don’t know what to do? I move here and there to find someone for my help but there is no one for my help. I am always moaning about having no idea of what to do on wrong time and what on right time? I feel very happy when I thought of Motorway Police Help Line but my happiness change into sadness when I take my cell phone out of car and there is no signal. Ooooooooooh! My glad cry change into sad one. I try to find out signal so I run on the road, in the fast rain madly and my uncle’s voice mining my brain. There is no limit of my happiness when I reach on the point where I got only one signal on the cell but it’s enough for my call. I rapidly dial 333 and record my problem and place. After waiting for 5 to10min the police car stop on opposite highway. One police man come out of it and asked me “can we help you madam” I narrated my problem, he tries to start the car but he can’t, he said “the city is on 40km from the standing point and mechanic is available there”. The main problem that arose is how I pull my car to that city. The police man tries to stop any car that will toe my car to city. This is another difficulty as I have no rope or hook to toe the car. No car is stop on the indication of police man. On that frightened and horrible night everyone is wanted to reach their destiny on time. However after 5 to10min of tireless effort we try to find another way to approach on my point. We were thinking to call another police car that is available on the same road to Islamabad that meanwhile a pickup stop nearby us. There are two men inside it. One of them come out from car and asks whether we want their help or not. I narrated my problem. They said that they are mechanics and also going to Islamabad. The man checks out the engine and then start the car. Wow strangely the car start, which is not started by policeman and me, few min ago. However I thanked the police man that he tries his best to help me out of this difficulty. When I move on the car it has very slow speed almost 20km per hour. I stopped the mechanics and asked for this terrible thing he said that your car’s battery is almost at end and this is all about that. I ask them whether they reach me to my destiny. He said while we are also going to Islamabad so we cover our journey together. One of them drive my car and other their own. Their car is moving back to my car so as we can see the vehicles coming with us because my car head lights are failed. And darkness is also spread all over. After 3 slowest hours of my life we reach on the boundary of Islamabad without headlights. This is only due to the help of Allah that we reach Islamabad without hitting in any car. We notice that the back car is not moving with us when the mechanic, call his companion to ask the reason why he is late? We got terrible news. His companion got an accident with a van and is being seriously injured. He started reverse the car we reached on the spot after preventing of being hit by other cars coming back to us. He rapidly took off the car and come back to me and says “my car got an accident and my friend is seriously injured now I have to move with my own car”. I say “no problem I, myself go on home from this point”. I offer him money but he refuse to take it by saying give them to poor”. I asked him to give the address of his shop. First he refuse but he give me his card when I insisted him. I thanked him of helping me out from problem. I move on my way to home by thinking if they are not there for my help than what I do? When I reached home it is almost morning. Taking some rest I am ready to go on my work. I say to my driver by giving him a card of mechanic which he gives me last night. When I reached home I see the car is on his place as I leave it on morning. I call in my driver and ask him why he not took my car to workshop, he tells me when I reach on the spot which is given in the card, there is shopping plaza instead of workshop. It’s quite shocking for me. In eve when I reach on the spot I get similar situation as my driver told me. I asked the man whether there is any workshop there in past. He said this plaza is quite old it built 20 years past and there is only one workshop in this area. I went to that workshop and ask for a man named in the card but it is also of no use. This named man is not working in the workshop neither in present nor in past. I come back home thinking maybe he is an ANGEL! Sent by God to help me as he didn’t want to tell his address I insisted him to tell me. On that night I awake for late hours thinking of him and his every statement and action. He helps me when no human is there to help me he is really an angel. I remembered him always as an ANGel!