Open ur eyes, C a new world

Chatrapathi Shivaji Terminus,commonly reffered as CST is the main hotspot of Mumbai where some mint money,some throw money,some sell money,some buy money,some grab money,some make money and some beg money.Its all here.The 'M' city's business starts right from here..This is now a tourist attraction for tourists,a graveyard of memories for many who lost their innocent close ones to the bullets of some young teenagers on the 26th day of November'08..A feeling of turning the indian history pages when one walks on this platform which was blood stained once..

Here I am a few weeks before from now,got down from the local train in which I had travelled for nearly an hour.I walk a few meters when I notice a well dressed man in his 20's with a black specs and a long white stick which is painted red at the end.I slow a bit and watch him ,which he cannot and he waits for someone to help him amongst the huge hive of un-noticing people walking past him.I get closer,ask him if he needs help for which he catches my hand,asks me to take him out.I take him past the trains and the platforms,I ask him where he needs to go, says that he needs to go the office of Maharashtra Small Scale Industries, which he adds is close by across the vast road and he is here for the first time.

So,I walk him past the sidewalk and both ask some vendors about the whereabouts of this place.The vendors are not sure,but they give some directions [indians are very good in giving wrong directions.. :-) ].I take him from the subway to the other side of the road.On the way,I get to know that he is a MBA student and wants to open a STD telephone booth which the govt. is helping for handicapped people and so he wants to go to this place.We stop to a group of Policemen who say they don't know this place (they stare at each other as if we were asking the solution to the cube root of 599...what a shame!!! )..we walk to another govt. office nearby, ask 2 employees, for which they blindly say that they don't know..

The Blind friend, without losing any hope, says he will get the correct address and be back again 1 day.I take him back to the bus stop,ask a guy standing there to help him get in the bus and bid adieu to this new stranger friend...

On my walk, I think about me and all of us...how lucky are we and how uncommitted are we in life..This guy,though blind is committed to whatever he is doing..We need to learn a lot from these small lessons of life..
This guy Opened my eyes..i walked back happily of the small happiness which I got in helping this friend..

Try it..U will get a true real happiness..