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One weekend afternoon, after being told off for no reason at all and angrily storming out of the office, I was greeted only by the extreme cold weather; combined with my gloomy cold outlook, I felt I had hit rock bottom. As the rain drizzled down by the bus stop sign, I could not refrain from feeling grief and resentment to everything that had gone wrong. Unconsciously, I got on the bus, and when being packed in like sardines, I still blamed heaven and accused everyone for all the injustice that I had met. I despised those who, having relied on their family background entered the company stepping over others; whereas I, who had pledged my loyalty to the company for many years, remained as someone’s punch bag.
At these very thoughts, I became even more depressed. As I was getting off the bus soon, I approached the driver’s side searching for spare change, the more I searched the more anxious I became, surprisingly I discovered that I didn’t have any change at all! As approaching the bus stop, both the driver and the other passengers exchanged looks, nobody was prepared to show me any sympathy! Unwillingly, I took out a thousand dollar note. With trembling hands, I was about to put the note into the collection box marked ‘No change given’, when suddenly an old granny dropped fifteen dollars into the box, said to the driver, ‘two tickets’, and pulled me off the bus.
It was only after we got off the bus I found out that, in fact, Granny herself travelling on public transport was free of charge. The spare change she carried around was prepared for those people brought together by fate. Moreover, today, for my benefit, she had got off the bus two stops earlier when she saw my gloomy expression, and thought she could keep me company.
Knowing this, I felt so ashamed. I thought, just now, Granny was standing right next to me, and I had failed to give up my seat; yet, she was the one who had later helped me out, how extremely shameful. During the short walk, Granny tenderly held my hand to unlock my foul mood, and soften away my anger and resentment. As we parted, she gave me a small ‘sunny monk’ that she sewed by herself, with the words: ‘By hand green shoots plant whole field, head lower and see the sky in water; Clear calm mind being the right path, step back really is the way forward.’
Granny said that the world is basically unfair, our fate is not good, but there are those who are even worse than us. We blame heaven for the unfairness, but what if we became Deity? Could we do any better? We should consider all matters from different angles, in fact, we are very lucky indeed.
As Granny spoke, the sun shone from behind her shadow of kindness. It was only then I discovered that she could not walk very well. However, for the assistance of a stranger, she was exhausted to walk an extra section of road, and on the contrary, she was happy beyond measure. Tears rolled down my face, my irresponsible behaviour had caused inconvenience to others, and it was actually I who had created all types of trouble to others!
Granny, I thank you! I have wholeheartedly listened and accepted all that you’ve said; now I live very happily every day.
