Artificial Leg

While I was meditating aimlessly on the back of the FX on my way to Rustans Makati to meet with Eda, a man struggled to get on the vehicle also, pleading with another passenger to exchange seats with him because of his artificial leg. I tried not to look but I felt pity for the guy. Somehow, I felt guilty (because I felt luckier than him that my leg was not amputated in any way, despite my recurring knee mishaps), but also blessed at the same time.

When he got off, I said a silenet prayer. May God bless that man, because despite his physical incapabilities, he still was quite a jolly fellow... he was smiling and whistling all the way down Buendia...