As I was returning home after a long walk this evening, I saw one visually impaired old man walking slowly ahead of me using his stick. The railing on the footpath was a great help as the vehicles on the road were moving at quite some pace. Little ahead there was a gap in the footpath because of a smaller road going inwards.
I thought I must help him cross that tiny stretch keeping him off the road and safe from any vehicles. But the old man smiled back and went on. A smile that carried his confidence. A smile testifying that he has been doing it every day. A smile that melted all my own worries. A smile conveying gratitude. A smile inspiring everyone to smile, come what may.
