Sunday, January 16

The guest

I'm in a room... feeling lonely. I'm sitting on the window sill looking at the street.
My eyes darting for the passerbys in the murky street, hoping to see someone turning his way to my house.
Occasionally, I would see red glowing pairs of eyes turning their gaze on me, asking for an invitation.
I would turn them down by avoiding eye contact.

Then... I saw those eyes. No... it was the pristine white gown, which I noticed first. And then his eyes - filled with love and compassion.

I stand up and wave my hands inviting him in. I run to the door. Open it... And there he is! Standing with a face, which is so hypnotizing! It is overflowing with calm and peace.

He steps in. He looks at my tiny little room. His look literally lits up the room.

For a fraction of a second I am out of my trance.
I have nothing to offer to quench his thirst or hunger. He will not stay longer. That much I know. How to keep him here?

I have to act. It is now or never.
I grab the key; lock the door; and throw out the key through the window.

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And then I woke up from my dream.