Sharing eyes…

I remember my classmate getting the conjunctivitis and infecting the whole of the college campus with it. Everyone caught it — including the driver and janitors. When we were to receive antibiotic eye drops, senior teachers reprimanded the bus drivers for standing alongside them and wanted them to receive the drops after they got it.

While they thought the eyes of the bus driver are separate from their own eyes later when we all sat in our bus, I realised that the survival of all of us depended upon the rods and cones inside the eyes of our driver. We all “shared” his eyes inside the bus. If we look deeply, we share everything for our survival and even the tiniest leaf along the country side plays an important role in my survival.

On the road to life, when we are all driving each other home, we share our eyes, our hearts and thoughts for the well being of all~

#Reflection