Yesterday, I was at the bus stop on my way back from work waiting for a tricycle (Popularly called “Keke na pep” or “Maruwa”), suddenly my attention was drawn to a plumpy dark tall man who was holding another man of his same stature and height. They were waiting to cross the road. I guess the man being held was in this early forties or late thirties. I also noticed the man was holding a white cane which implied that he was blind or visually impaired. I watched them crossed the road and the man helped the blind man into an empty tricycle. Fortunately, I also boarded the same tricycle. I watched the man for a while and immediately the word “gratitude” stuck me.