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Monday, May 11, 2009

Roshan Project

I’m running as fast as I can with my shoes pounding the snow, I turned to tell my friend I’m winning but didn’t see him there. I stopped to turn and look and far behind, in the distance, it caught my eyes, his feet bare and him shivering then I realized what wasn’t there. His eyes locked with mine shining in the snow and I knew what I had to do. For some it’s just a tale but for me it’s a cry for help.

The hope in his eyes brought tears down my side. Why am I sad? Who is he to me? As I saw him with bare feet and shivering body, I felt the cold too even though I was well covered and felt the snow under my shoes, cold and harsh. Could it be the connection between us is brotherly? Yes it must be.

My water fresh and clean, I saw his eyes begging with thirst. I soon felt the thirst too, even with the water in my hand. My heart burst with pain and my feet starts to pull me towards him. Now I stretch my hands out to him with my water bottle in my right hand and a jacket in my left. A smile crossed his face affirming the bond. My heart is now relieved.

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