B +ve

While looking into the lush thickets

And sipping the nectar of nature

With cool pattings of air on cheeks

And thinking about the nuances of life

There came a shrilled voice

That disrupted my enquiry into greeneries.

With a startled look, I turned my face

To the side from which the voice came.

I saw a figure as dark as a night

With two little twinkling eyes

And a parched face.

The strange lady soon melted out

The coldness of defamiliarization

By her sweet enquiries.

Soon she became a paragon

Of suffering and hope before me

As she untwined her tales

Of unwelcomed miseries and pains.

She asked me to pray for her,

Pray for CANCER patients like her.

My heart was paused for few seconds.

I looked deep into her once again.

Yes she was telling the truth

As I could see few strands of her hair

That stood like an oasis in a desert

When her head scarf slipped away

At the sudden touch of the wind.

I promised her that I will pray.

Few minutes later, I watched

Her descending the steps of bus

With her each confident moves

 She silently proclaimed,

 Always, Be Positive.

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