He was sitting on the chair, when she came from far away.
“Hello” she said. “Hi” he replied. Staring at her trying to imagine how she looks.
She thought he was flirting around. Yes he was a good-looking man.
Everyday same time and same place. They used to meet while she goes jogging.
One day she decided to ask, why doesn’t he speak up? Why doesn’t he ask?
“Excuse me” she came slowly with no sound in the ground. “Yes” he replied.
“Oh here she is” he said. He stood up trying to shake hands towards her left hand.
She started to feel awkward, how he is playing around.
Suddenly, it is that voice, the voice of his stick falling on the ground.
“Oh, no” she said. He is different. He wasn’t playing around.
“Oh, I am sorry” she said. “ I , I, I…” she was speechless.
Then she decided not to justify. He had a personality, nice attitude.
He was an engineer and knowledgeable person. In oppose to what others perceive.
He can always see what others can’t see.
The above scene is from my imagination, the moral is never to build a perception without personally interacting with a person and understanding his/her way of thinking. Judging people on appearance contradicts wisdom.