In the end, all that matters is love.
2009.11.18 Wednesday | by ikashi
I was on the bus just now.
Someone on wheelchair board the bus.
He was very polite, apologising while making his way in.
He positioned himself next to me.
I felt guilty being able to stand.
I felt useless for not being able to be a doctor and cure his legs.
Everyone acted as normal, probably trying to make him feel that he is one any one of us. Normal.
Then, he alighted. I observed everyone again.
It was encouraging.
Someone on wheelchair board the bus.
He was very polite, apologising while making his way in.
He positioned himself next to me.
I felt guilty being able to stand.
I felt useless for not being able to be a doctor and cure his legs.
Everyone acted as normal, probably trying to make him feel that he is one any one of us. Normal.
Then, he alighted. I observed everyone again.
It was encouraging.



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