It was sometime in 1968. I was happily on my way back to my house after successfully proposing to my long-time girlfriend of 6 years. I felt happy; my thoughts then was' I was going to marry the woman of my life'. Nothing at that time could have spoiled my happiness. I thought wrong.
I busied my thoughts with that of my girlfriend, of our soon-to-come wedding and more importantly, our future together. Too busy thinking those thoughts, I didn't realise the blind man in front of me. I accidentally collided with him, causing him to fall.At first, I felt annoyed. Annoyed with him for interrupting my happy thoughts and annoyed because I was in a rush, I couldn't wait to tell my parents about the acceptance of my proposal.
Nevertheless, I helped out anyway, causing me to turn back to see my girlfriend, rather, my fiance. I was about to give her a wave when I saw a man approaching her. He was about 5 feet tall, with curly hair, dark skin, and incredible good looks. At first, I thought he was a friend of hers, since she told me that she has a school reunion to attend to.I didn't suspect anything until I saw the man with a banquet of flowers and two movie tickets, and then slowly coming closer to her to give her a peck on the cheek! I could feel hot blood rising up to my face in anger.
I cracked my knuckles menacingly to give that man a piece of my mind before remembering the blind man in front of me who actually got badly hurt from our collision. He was blindly searching for his cane, and my feeling of sympathy overpowering that of anger made me carry him up to bring to the clinic to patch up his wounds.Somehow, I felt angry at the blind man. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have to learn of my fiance's cheating. I didn't need to know; I would have been happy not knowing and we could have gotten married without me ever acknowledging of her unfaithfulness.
6 years of my time wasted on the wrong girl. I bit back words of contempt besides my stammering rage. However, later, I realised that I forgot to give the blind man his cane. Asking for the blind man to wait up at the clinic, I went in search of the cane that was left at the street where we collided.I took the cane with me and continued to walk holding the cane until I reached a busy crossroad. It was then suddenly a woman went to grab my hand firmly and quickly helped me cross the road, thinking that I was blind.
After we reached the other side of the road, it dawned upon her that I was not blind when she finally got to see my face. She laughed the entire thing off and walked away, still hysterically laughing on the whole incident. After that day, my mind was fully occupied with thoughts of her.I couldn't think of anyone else, and even the recent breakup between me and my girlfriend didn't let me down. I was completely in love. I clenched my fist in frustration; oh why didn't I ask for her number when I had the chance? However, a few days later, while I walking my dog at the park, I accidentally let go of my dog's leash.
Dogeez, my dog, ran away towards the fountain in the middle of the park, probably thirsty from all the walking. Then, I saw her. The woman who helped me crossed the road.The woman who was on my thoughts all day. I was surprised to see her for I never expected to see her ever again. I took the chance to chat with her, getting to know her a little deeper.
On that day, we exchanged numbers and our relationship took off from that point. I feel really blessed. Today, we are a happy married couple. I thought the encounter with the blind man was something of a misfortune but it turned out to be my luck instead. I am forever grateful.
