I was sitting on the bench on the footpath
It had rained and the bench was wet
I wasn’t comfortable at all…
The road was full of people...total chaos.
'What’s up?’ that's Peter,my friend who came out of the blue.
'Nothing’ I said.’ need to set voyage’.
'What stops you?' he enquired.
‘Waiting for the chaos to end’ I asserted.
'It will remain the same’ Peter smiled.’hard luck..god’s plan.Set out,it won't improve’
Reluctant legs, hesitant mind and an inevitable journey.
Elements of a tough fight inside.
But never anticipated the intensity of the fight waiting ahead.
A fight even tougher.
I entered into the chaos.
Looked to be random movements of variety of men.
When I looked closely I saw they are running forward.
Suddenly I was reminded of the fact that even I needed to run forward, that’s the rule.
Men knew where to run to and not how to run.
They were doing all they could to do so.
Bashing up, pushing,killing.
Ah!! Someone pushed me.
Anybody there? Can you help me?
Some laughed at me some gave their hands.
I took one of them to get up.
I was about to say thanks and the guy went forward ...could not show courtesy.
Felt like crying...so lonely I was...nobody to care for.
The destination was far away and I just covered a few steps.
Some still laughing...some tapped at my back.
Token of encouragement, or sympathy?
Whoa!!! That's a strong grip.
Someone grabbed my hands tightly.
Could not see his face but he was strong enough.
I could not resist.
The man was fast and he knew the way forward.
Wasn’t falling anymore, wasn't lonely even.
'Who are u?’ I asked.No reply.
He was just looking forward.Could not see his face.
I was almost flying.
Didn't know why this man was helping me.
Wasn't falling anymore , wasn't lonely even.
I still could not see his face...PETER?
I was thanking Peter for this amazing surprise
Now I could see the shop where I was supposed to go.
When I reach I'll definitely hug him .
I reached.
But the hands??? They disappeared.
Who are u??? I was shocked and disappointed.
I gave a cry.
‘Who are you? Where are you Peter ?’
Peter knew that I had to walk a long way.
Who else can it be?
'look into the mirror...you will get your answer’
'or look against the light ...I am your umbra’.Came a reply .
A reply which only I could hear.