"Today is a beautiful day, BUT I cannot see"
This is the line that touched me a week ago. The story goes... like this.
A blind boy was begging for money by the street, laying a cap on his laps and there was a sign beside him read "I am blind, please HELP". It was working hours and people were passing by but, nobody paid attention to him.
Anyway, nice man does exist. A man came to this boy and gave the boy all the pennies he has got, and also took over the sign. The boy could hear his signboard was being jotted. Seconds later, the sign was put back into its original place.
That day, all people passed by threw pennies into the boy's rotten cap.
By the evening the nice man came to this boy again, and stood in front of him for some time. The boy instinctively noticed this might be the man who had help him.
"Are you the one that changed my words on the signboard?"
"Yea"
"Thanks so much! Your such a good man. There were not many people paying attention to me before"
After a moment of silence, the boy spoke again.
"What.. did you write?"
"I wrote the same thing as you did, but I just used different words"
Now you know the words? Sometimes, no, is most of the time, we have to be grateful for what we have. Maybe we can never have those experience of the blinds and handicaps, if you think, over and over, imagine it, then you know your so lucky.
Back to real life, it has again, a month of time since I jotted here. Many things had happened but mostly bad things. Recently I am wore off just because of my Final Year Project thesis. I am tired both physically and mentally because I have to rewrite the thing over and over again. It is the 3rd draft I am writing now. And every time I go to see him, this supervisor of mine definitely has things to talk about, this and that, here and there. Tomorrow I have to go see him again, I just hope everything could over.
I prefer not to hate my supervisor; I prefer to see this as a real life boss-employee problem.
