Somehow I knew life dint have to end where I thought it would. A beautiful soul and a fearless warrior. He held my heart and showed me the way. He was a taken soul. Never to be mine, but yet holding my hand like himself.
There was passion in his voice, there was trepidation in his eye, he was the happiest and yet so cheerless. It was wonderful talking to a man who had seen the rains, who knew what he spoke and even more, dint hesitate his failures.
It’s a wonder how the life of many revolves around what they call a dream they want to pursue. Breaking off the shackles of the normal life that the others lead, some dare to take that second chance which gives them a much stronger platform to hit back at life.
It was my first meeting with him. Made me think, that sometimes the strongest of men have a tougher yet a gentle side which is worth a million thoughts. I had come across a warrior of his times. A gentleman that he was, he explained that life doesn’t necessarily treat you right, but sometimes the right is in the wrongs that you do. With an amazing and positive approach towards life, he exampled what possibly life can have in store for those who hold the grit to face every situation in life. The most dangerous situation that perhaps one should avoid is when your heart controls the mind.
Would he ever know how much I missed looking into his eyes right now? Never.
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