A few months before, I was a day scholar that time. I was going trough a bad time in my life. One day, I lost all my hopes, faith, dreams... On that day, I was going college by bus. I sat, cursing my own fate. I was resting my hands on the seat in front of me. In that seat there was a boy and his dad. Boy looked like of 15-17 year old.. After sometime, boy started pulling my hands and shouting something. His dad tried to stop him. Boy didn't. He was mentally ill and behaved like a small boy. Dad got angry and started shouting at him. This boy's mom was sitting in front of him. She turned back and looked at him, then to me with her wet eyes.

I couldn't look back. I felt guilty. There was so much pain in her eyes. They were telling me sorry, telling that she is helpless.. Boy's dad somehow freed my hands. I thought... comparing to that mom's, my sorrows are nothing.. And my problem are simple and small..
So.. Look others also.. Don't think only u r like this or like that.. And thank God and parents for all we've..Thanks for reading.