As I hurrying down the road to
complete the odd sets of work, suddenly a cab that stood beside the footpath
opened its door. I stopped. After few seconds as I tried to proceed through
that place again, I faced the same obstacle again. Now, I looked into the cab
to find that an old lady was struggling to come out of the cab. She seemed to
be old as well as weak.

Opening the door of the cab, I
held her hand tightly and brought her out of the cab. There was a glee in her
eyes. She stood amazed on the road still holding my hand. As I was thinking of
leaving the place, I knew from her gestures that she was thinking of crossing
the road. I helped her crossing the road while I was still running short of
time. As the auto rickshaws were rushing down the crossing; I stopped one of
them to board it for her.
After a bit of struggle, she
finally sat in the auto rickshaw comfortably. She held her hand in a gesture of
blessing. I stood in the midst of the busy street lost in her thoughts.