Two roads were in front of her. At this point of her life she had to make a choice. All her life she had traveled on a wide well-constructed one way road. How could she now make a choice. She was confused. She was dumb, she asked her friend for help, her blind friend! There were roadside spectators who knew that a sane decision was not on its way, but they did not utter a word, they chose to be spectators only. Then, by her side, there was her well wisher too. But she did not ask her for help, she was dumb. Her well-wisher was blind folded and ear muffed, had it been otherwise she would have never let her choose that dark road. She was dumb, she trusted her blind friend and chose that dark road. It was her biggest mistake to choose that road, but she was dumb. Hurt, broken, tired, she would sometime think of quitting the journey, and then her choice brought her back on the road she had left. She continues with her journey, but the difference now is, she is afraid. Afraid to even overtake or change a lane. But she is dumb no more.