It was never an issue for Radhika to wake up early in the
morning and go for a walk down the road. She knew her restrictions well and
took care of what was required to keep her safe. She has been, always, a
follower of her beliefs and ideas that she felt were lucky for her. She would
always wear her right sock first and then the left, followed by the shoes in
the same manner. She believed that a good walk will make her day begin on a
good note.
That morning, Radhika woke up with a bang and got ready for
her walk. As she started walking through the lanes, she felt something missing.
She didn’t realise that she had missed watching and waving to him today. She
stopped for a while and decided to look for him on her way back. He would be
there, she thought. But it kept playing on her mind and she took a quick turn
towards home, rather early than her usual time.
As Radhika took a turn from the right side of the road, her
eyes searched for him. No, he wasn’t there. Had she missed something? Did he go
somewhere else? She thought of asking the people around but knew she couldn’t.
What would she ask? They hardly know each other for a few days and she had
spoken to him only a few times. He would be sitting there and smile at her
while she walked past him every morning. Radhika would smile back and wish him
Good Morning! But he wasn’t there today. She started walking back home with a
disturbed mind, wishing only if she could see him today. Today was a special
day for her!
Lying on her bed, she contemplated the idea of going for a
walk the next morning. Will he be there today? She didn’t have a good day
yesterday and had everything going wrong for her, she thought. She closed her
eyes for a moment and decided to give a try. She was ready for her morning walk
believing that it is a new day and will be better than yesterday.
As she took the left turn, she could feel his presence. He
was indeed waiting there for her with a small piece of paper and a few flowers
in hand. She walked up to him, “Where were you? I thought you went somewhere. I
hope you are doing well.” With a feeble voice, the 74 year old man said, “I was
busy getting the flowers for you, dear! It was a big day for you. How could I
forget? But I think I got late and you would’ve left.”
He remembered while no one else did. Her 2 weeks old
septuagenarian friend remembered her first day of solo photography exhibition.
She took the note that read, “Thank you for making me smile for the first time
in years, even if it’s for your award winning photograph. Wish you many more
years of success!”
Radhika, with the note and the flowers in hand, after a long
time, felt happy walking back home.
Good one!
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