I take evening walks every day from 5:30 to 8pm. My route is the same one that I take. And every day, I pass by the same set of evening walkers. One day I was a bit tired, or rather lets say 'feeling lazy', and so I slowed down my speed. There was a bench nearby, so I sat a while looking at other people as they walked past me. Just opposite my bench, there was another bench ( a small lane ran in between ), and I spotted two females on it. One of them was perhaps just like me, tired or lazy; so she didn’t want to walk again. But the other one, stood up shakily and urged her ( the one like me ) to get up as well. Shakily, I observed, because she had walking-support in both her legs, and held two walkers in her hands as well. I looked more closely, and noticed that her legs were somewhat deformed. She was physically incapacitated. Yet, she was the one urging the other to get up and complete the walk. I looked numbly at them, as they then took quite a few rounds slowly. The enthusiasm was clear in her face. She loved those walks, even though she was physically handicapped. It brought tears in my eyes seeing her struggle with each step. In comparison, how merely feeling little tired, I had stopped in my tracks to rest. That girl taught me a very important lesson that day. Lesson of optimism. Even though she is struck with a tragedy, her urge to walk hadn’t subsided. In the days that followed, I came across her regularly. Why she has that urge? Obviously, she hopes to get better. So, definitely in her dreams she sees a better future. I hope she gets one.