Old womanA Story by Farhan ShaikhIn the evening, I was standing at the corner of a street with my friend talking about the things we deserve and need desperately in our life. It was difficult to listen to him with the noises of vehicles reverberating. The next moment, a hand touched my shoulder and I turned back to see. I saw an old woman, she was smiling at me holding a walking stick clutched in her wrinkled hands. 'Can you help me in crossing the road? I want to go the other side", she kindly asked me breaking the fluency of tone in a low voice. 'Sure', I replied. I held her left hand and my friend was walking on her right side. It took several minutes to cross the road. 'Take me to that bench', she said pointing her finger towards a bench in the corner . 'Where exactly do you want to go?' I asked her. 'Just take me there', she replied. I took her at the bench and she sat. My friend and I were not moving as we wanted to help her in getting back to home. 'I have no one, I'm alone as all four of my children are dead. I just keep wandering and if someone offer me food I eat, but I don't request for food', she said with a smile on her face. 'I live there all alone', she pointed at a small building. Just few minutes go, my friend and I were talking about the needs in our life, all that thoughts vanished after hearing that woman's words. Both of us checked our pockets but we didn't have any money to offer her something to eat. We felt very bad for the old lady as we couldn't help her. She blessed both of us but we didn't do anything for her, I hope we find her again and be able to help her in any way possible. .
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Added on August 13, 2017Last Updated on August 15, 2017 AuthorFarhan ShaikhMumbai, IndiaAbout20..College student.. Earthling. Follow me on Instagram @farhanshyk02 more..Writing
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