Guiding By The Hand

This morning I was on  my way to the bus stop on my way to work. Once I reached the junction that turns towards the main road I saw two men crossing the road and heading the same way. At first I was looking at them and wondering “why the heck are these two men holding hands and walking on the road?” I shouldn’t have thought that. It was presumptuous of me to do so; I had jumped to conclusion well ahead of time. Cause when they were close enough and passed right in front of me I could make out that it was an older man, most probably the father, and the son. But still…..the son was around 16 years old or maybe 17 – why the heck were they holding hands? Turns out that the boy was mostly blind!

Yes that was a loving and concerned father holding hands with his son who could barely see and leading him towards an eye clinic/hospital for an appointment with one of the doctors there. I felt immediately bad and sorry for the state of the kid as well as his dad. Parents who have disabled children have it hard and they must do lot o ensure that their children have a life as good as can be. Only a parent of a disabled child can know what such a person goes through. The connection between parent and son was there for all to see. I let them pass in front of me so I could observe them both until they reached that eye hospital which was a few meters before the bus stand (my destination). I had a good vantage point as I was just a few steps behind them and I could hear everything that they said to each other.

Once they neared the hospital the boy wanted his father to let go of his hand. He stated that he could walk to the hospital entrance on his own, without his father leading him. His father reluctantly let go of his son’s hand and watched as his son put his own hands in front of him and slowly walked to the hospital. The son looked to be proud of himself that he could reach the gate without someone else’s help and guidance. That was the look on his face. And I looked at the father – his face was filled with concern for his son. “Will he trip and fall? Will he bump into a wall or into someone?” And the duo walked into the hospital, with me stopping to watch this for a minute of two, until I could no longer see them as they went into the hospital building.

I doubt if they realized that their walk towards a doctor’s appointment was watched intently by a total stranger and how much it touched him!

One thought on “Guiding By The Hand

  1. I always appreciate seeing things like that, Roshan, because they make me grateful for what I have. What you saw has touched me too!

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