I was
always satisfied with my life. Until he came. I never knew I had heart. Until
he took it away. It was a rainy night. I had got delayed at office and was on
way home when I saw him coming from front. Thanks to the umbrella, I could only
see the appearance of a man and nothing clearly. The wind was trying to take
the umbrella from me. With one hand, I tried to keep it with me and with the
other I was holding on to my tote and the file which was too big for my tote to
hold in. Every car that passed splashed water, every human that crossed seemed
to hit me with his umbrella. I realized it was a bad decision to wear heel on a
rainy day. As I placed my next step, it gave away. I lost balance and the
umbrella. Had he not hold me, I would have had a bad sprain that evening. He
not only held on to me, but also held open to the door/window I had never known
existed.
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