Glow when you get chance

An old lady was sitting on a whhelchar at the society gate. I never saw her before, not in the last one year since we shifted. But she wasn't in her night gown. She was wearing a fine salwar kameez and wore an emboidered dupatta. Her feet were bare though resting on the pedal of the wheelchair.A man who would be in his mid fiftees was showing her something afar. He may be her son as the face cut had distinct similarity. The old lady, quite radiant with joy, tried to follow his descriptions and sqinted her eyes to see what her son was showing. The scene remained in my heart for long. May its the first day after prolonged illness that she could finally see the sun and the birds fly and smell the grass. After very long she could interact with passers by. It must have been a herculean task today for the frail lady to dress up and come and greet the strangers. For her, its like scaling the highest peak. And for some, she is a gleamer of optimism and hope. Just like the stray dog hovering around her, just in case her gets some biscuit or the little boy marvelling the lady's chair, he was looking at it intently and asking questions about its various functions. The lady was happy and eager to answer. What an eventful memomorable day, for the ones who captured the scene. Specially for the old lady, she is grasping every experience and not leaving anything for tomorrow.