An article which i found somewhere. Hope that it teaches us a lesson on life... one way or another. Below the article is a song A video which reflects how one can leave a mark in another's life
Enjoy. =)
--------------------- "Some people have thousands of reason why they cannot do what they want to do, when all they need is one reason why they can"
Author: Unknown
Twenty years ago, i drive a taxi for a living. When i arrived at 2.30AM, the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window. Under such circumstances, most driver would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, and then drive away. But i have seen too many improverished people who depend on taxis as their only mean of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, i always went to a door. "This passenger might be someone who needs my assistance." I reasoned to myself. So i walked to the door and knocked. "Just a minute..." answered a frail elderly voice I heard something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like someone out of a 1940's movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as it no one has lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered in sheets. There were no clocks on the wall, no knicknacks or utensils on the counter. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glasswares. "Would you carry my bag out to the car?" she asked. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the old lady. She took my arm and we walked slowly towards the curb. She kept thanking me for my kindness. "Its nothing," I told her. "I just try to treat my passengers the way i would want my mother to be treated" "Oh you are such a good boy" she said. When we got in a cab, she gave me an address, then she asked "Could you drive through town?" "Its not the shortest way" I answered quickly. "Oh I don't mind," she said. "I am in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice" I looked in the rear view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. "I don't have any family left" she continued. "The doctors says i don't have very long" I quietly reach over and shut off the meter "what route would you like me to take?" I asked. For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove through the neighbourhood where she and her husband had once lived when they were newlyweds. Sometimes she'd ask me to slow down in front of a particular building or corner and would sit stare into darkness, saying nothing. As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said "I'm tired, lets go now" We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a small building like a convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico. Two orderlies came out to the cab as son as we pulled up. They were solicitious and intent, watching her every move, they must have been expecting her. i opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The old lady was already seated in a wheelchair. "How much do i owe you?" she asked, reaching into her purse. "Nothing" I said. "You have to make a living" she answered. "There are other passengers" I responded. Almost without thinking, i bent over and gave her a hug. She held on to me tightly. "You gave an old woman a little moment of joy" she said. "Thank you" I squeezed her hand, then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me a door shut. It was the close of the closing of a life. I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of the day i could hardly talk. What if the old lady had gotten an angry driver? Or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if i had refuse to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away? I don't think i have done anything noble, but i also think i have never done anything more important in my life. We're conditioned to think that our lives revolves around great moments. But great moments often catches us unaware, beautifully wrapped in what others consider a small one. ------------------------------------- People may not exactly remember what you did, or what you said. But they will always remember how you made them feel
Leona Lewis - Footprints In The Sand
You walked with me Footprints in the sand And helped me understand Where I'm going
You walked with me When I was all alone With so much unknown Along the way Then I heared you say
I promise you I'm always there When your heart is filled with sorrow And despair I'll carry you When you need a friend You'll find my footprints in the sand
I see my life Flash across the sky So many times that I've been so afriad
And just when I Have thought I'd lost my way You give me strength to carry on That's when I heard you say
I promise you I'm always there When your heart is filled with sorrow And despair And I'll carry you When you need a friend You'll find my footprints in the sand
When I'm weary Well I know you'll be there And that I can feel you When you say
I promise you I'm always there When your heart is filled with sadness and despair Oh, I'll carry you When you need a friend You'll find my footprints in the sand
When your heart is full of sadness and despair I'll carry you When you need a friend You'll find my footprints in the sand
