Smile

Sometimes I wonder if I am an android. Life is so routine, it seems to have been programmed into me. Sleep, wake, school, eat and study. The cycle goes on and on, probably till the end of my life as a student. Does it? Who am I to complain when many are in the same situation as I am? Useless thoughts, discarded.

Today is a gloomy day. It has been drizzling throughout the day. The sun has decided to take a day off too. Overcast weather without the warmhearted greeting of the sun just does not help hearten up one’s day. School went well as usual, however the melancholy feel of the environment seems to have influenced my mood without me knowing it. Unconsciously, I just wanted time of my own to respect and indulge into this atmosphere that Mother Nature ‘created’. Throughout the whole bus journey home, I was silentious.

When I was about to arrive at my destination, an old lady in her mid eighties boarded the bus and sat directly opposite me. Her divine strands of silver hair got hold of my attention. Right after she took her spot, she initiated a light hearted conversation with a stranger from another country. Something about her attracts me, what it is exactly? Till now, I have no answer to this seemingly simple question.

The bus continues crawling towards my final destination. In my mind, I just want to lie down comfortably on my bed, away from this depressing ambiance. Much to my surprise, I saw the granny giving out a genuine smile, one that came straight from the bottom of her heart. There was no tinge of pretence. Warmness started to swell up within me. It has been a long time since I last saw such an angelic smile. I tried recalling the last time I saw such a smile, sadly I failed. Could this actually be the first time I see such a magnificent smile? Probably.. Even an old lady like her is passing her day as happily as she can, why should I not learn from her? I desire have her smile, one that can bring happiness to many people in the surrounding. With that, I would be a step closer to becoming a better doctor.

Amazingly, the solemn and mournful atmosphere seems to have vanished into thin air. The decreasing volume of rain drops tapping onto the window seems to be telling me to cheer up. On my way back home, my footsteps felt lighter. A ray of pleasant light hit onto me. ‘good morning sun’