Two blind elders among the torrent--人流中的老者
By Frozen Magma
9th May, 2007
At the traffic corner of Yi Er Yi Road, two blind elders were struggling their life among the torrent of mortal. Isn't the vision too common to provok any sense of mercy at the bottom your heart? Frankly, I was, in the first place. The elder gentalment was holding an accordion and playing some pieces of old-fasioned music. He was not intending to attract any walkers' attention but to say, I guess, that "I'm still able to do something" or "I'm still able to hold her hands with my effort".
The elder blind gentalman who's wearing a faded-gray sun yat sen's uniform standing there to play the music, as if using ten fingers at his full tilt to push the keys. Crow's-feet were being squeezed togather at his canthus when he was trying to sing something out. Maybe he's starving at that time, who knows. The woman who was sitting on a taboret beside singing some blur lyrics out. Two beats were crossing each other and became into a sad feeling. It's so wired that my heart did feel it but no water emerging...
When I was walking by them, she was suddenly turning her gray eyes towards me. The feeling was strange enough! Why she's doing that? Could she see me? But what I did was speeding up my feet and never gave her another glance. Why...?
The traffic corner is oftenly full of students from Yunnan Normal University and Yunnan University, waiting the red light turns to green. As my observation, those who give coins are young ladies. Of course, I gave them some. For 20 minutes, there were no boys or young men donating coins to the blinds. The two elders were expecting it as I did feel the same. But there's no further donation was dropped into their white enamel mug.
Indifference, lacking of sympathy, selfish, genuine blindness...
What else?
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