On Pasha and Doing Things

We met Pasha yesterday, my friend and I, just outside Karunashraya, on Old Airport Road. He was blind and was selling agarbattis. The pavement there is dangerous as it runs over a drain, is uneven and broken at places. So we bought some of his stuff and tried to steer him to a safer place. He had come in a bus from Chamrajpet, and he got three rupees for each packet he sold. As we walked with him, some shopkeepers and roadside vendors bought his agarbattis. After some time, we left him and watched from a distance, concerned, how he would manage, blind, alone, on a crowded road. And we saw him being helped by people, one after the other. His agarbatti packets were selling briskly as well.
And so we learnt from him that when one embarks on some work, trusting God, trusting destiny, things are taken care of. We learnt from him not to let our perceived shortcomings stop us from taking up new challenges. And we learnt courage and dignity.

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