
JAVA DEVELOPER
EMAIL:
gsingh@1gen.io
PHONE:
8607559913
ADDRESS:
Ismailabad
DATE OF BIRTH:
2001-11-25
A BIT ABOUT ME
I am a 22-year-old from Ismailabad, Haryana. I love sketching, have a passion for music, and am deeply interested in architecture.
EDUCATION & COURSES
Institution: CHITKARA UNIVERSITY
Degree: BE
Specialization: CSE
SKILLS
MY STORIES
It's so hot outside, and we've started putting out a bowl of water for stray animals. Every day, I check the bowl after 4 o'clock, and it's always empty. I refill it again so it helps others as well.This simple act became a daily habit, a way to help the animals during the hot days. #1000Storiesofkindness
Today, I am traveling from my village to my friend’s village, which is about 10 km away. On the way, I saw a man with his luggage heading in the same direction. He signaled for me to stop. Initially, I ignored him, but then I realized the weather was cloudy and it might start raining. So, I went back and helped him. He needed to go to the next village beyond my friend’s village. After reaching my destination, I helped him get a lift from my friend’s village to the next village. #1000Storiesofkindness
It's so hot outside, and i have started putting out a bowl of water for stray animals. Every day, I check the bowl after 4 o'clock, and it's always empty. I refill it again so it helps others as well. This simple act became a routine.
Yesterday, my friends and I were traveling in the car. During the journey, we reached a bridge and saw a man pushing his heavy cart. My friends and I got out of the car and started helping him by pushing his cart until he reached the downslope of the bridge. At the end of it, he said, "Bhagwan tume khush rakhe," which made us very happy.
Yesterday, caught in a heavy rain, I saw a boy waiting for the rain to stop. I asked where he lived and offered him a ride. Gratefully, he accepted. His worried mother was relieved to see him safe and thanked me warmly. It felt great to help and see their relief.
While walking home from gym last week, I noticed an elderly man struggling to carry his groceries. I offered to help, and he gratefully accepted. As we walked together, he shared stories about his youth. When we reached his home, he invited me in for a cup of tea and thanked me profusely. It felt rewarding to assist someone and hear his fascinating tales.
Today in the gym, while I was doing my exercise, I saw a man who was there for the first time and struggling with his lifting. I went over and helped him during his exercise.
Last month, while visiting a crowded market in Ambala, I saw an older man who had dropped his wallet and didn't seem to notice. I quickly picked it up and ran after him to return it. He was very thankful and surprised that someone had gone out of their way to help. It felt incredibly gratifying to help him avoid such a stressful situation.
One evening during a heavy rainstorm in Ambala, I was at a local bus stop waiting for my bus. I noticed a young student who had missed his bus and was getting drenched despite having an umbrella. He looked worried about getting home. I offered to share my umbrella and wait with him until his next bus arrived. We chatted about his school and aspirations while we waited. When his bus finally came, he thanked me warmly. It felt rewarding to provide some comfort and companionship during the storm.
I was at a park when I noticed an elderly woman struggling to get up from a bench. She seemed to have difficulty standing due to her arthritis. I went over and offered my hand to help her up. She accepted gratefully and told me she was waiting for her son to pick her up. I stayed with her until her son arrived, and she thanked me warmly. It felt wonderful to provide support and companionship during her wait.
Today i saw my mother struggling to move a heavy piece of furniture to clean underneath. She was determined to do it herself but clearly having difficulty. I stepped in and moved the furniture for her, allowing her to clean easily. She was very thankful. It felt great to support her and listen to her memories.
while staying at my friend's house, I saw that their elderly father was struggling to reach a high shelf in the kitchen to get some cooking ingredients. He was using a small stool but looked unsteady. I offered to help and retrieved the items for him. He thanked me warmly. It felt wonderful to assist him.
Yesterday, I saw my cousin struggling to assemble a new piece of furniture. The instructions were confusing, and he was getting frustrated. I stepped in to help and, with our combined efforts, we managed to put it together correctly. My cousin was very appreciative, and it felt good to make the task easier and less stressful for him.
Shoutout for Karan Verma! Thank you for helping me when I get stuck somewhere. I really appreciate your help, and you’re always there to assist. I truly appreciate your friendship🦁❤️
Shoutout for Raghav Awad! Shoutout to Raghav for helping me remove the URL from the DB during the Compass transition. Really appreciate his help.
It was a rainy afternoon, and I was driving home when I noticed a man standing under a bridge, soaked and clearly waiting for public transport. The buses were delayed, and the rain showed no sign of stopping. I pulled over and asked if he needed a ride—turns out, we were heading in the same direction. Grateful, he hopped in, and during the quiet ride, he shared that he’d had a tough day. As I dropped him off, he smiled and thanked me.
It was a rainy afternoon, and I was driving home when I noticed a man standing under a bridge. soaked and clearly waiting for public transport. The buses were delayed, and the rain showed no sign of stopping. I pulled over and asked if he needed a ride -turns out, we were heading in the same direction. Grateful, he hopped in, and during the quiet ride, he shared that he'd had a tough day. As I dropped him off, he smiled and thanked me.
It was drizzling, and I sat on a park bench just to enjoy the quiet. An elderly man asked if he could sit. We ended up talking for over an hour. As he left, he said, You’re the first person I’ve spoken to this week. Thank you. A simple chat had made his day and mine.
Late at night, I saw a guy pushing his scooty out of fuel, no station nearby. I gave him a lift to the pump, filled a bottle, and we poured it into his tank together. As his scooty started, he smiled and thanked me.
A delivery boy brought food to my door, soaked in sweat from the heat. I asked if he wanted some water — he politely refused. Still, I handed him a glass of cold water and a chilled water bottle for his next deliveries. He paused, smiled, and said, “Thank you, seriously… this means a lot.”
The world was loud, my mind louder. I stepped away from my desk and sat quietly, no phone, no to-do list. Just breathing. Five minutes. It wasn’t much, but it felt like reclaiming a part of myself.
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