When I was young, I had few friends so to make friends I talked to strangers independently. I have many friends now so I need not to do so. But sometimes do it. The other day I talk to an old man. He was smiling and I told small talk. He was 78years old. He looked happy. While we are talking he shed tears I did not know the reason of tears. He told that. he had hard time to take a bath so far. But it became easy yesterday. The little progress is important. We should not to have too much want. I was moved by his words