My third story from The Gift of Life, Story name is "You see the way you are"once a consultant was returning by train from a tiring business trip. It was late in the evening and the Co-passengers were preparing to retire - some reading newspapers, some finishing supper, and some resting with their eyes closed.you are, as you see! On the next station, middle-aged man entered the coach with his three kids. The children were so noisy and mischievous that they distrubed the entire coach. The father sat down next to the consultant and closed his eyes, as if ignorant