“With every loss there is a gain”, he clearly understood that. And that is why the rain felt ethereal on his skin, and the breeze played orchestra within his blood cells as it pleasantly left an electric sense brushing his long hair backwards.
And whenever he smiled; it rippled his blood with joy. The entire world and all that is earthly communicated with him through strong vibes, and his four senses.
He passed by an unnoticeable woman, as many would view her, seated on a bench somewhere that wasn’t centred. He paused for minutes few inches away from her, and clearly mouthed his words with his deep warm voice,
“You look beautiful today” he said, the blind man with a top hat, a cane and a guide dog.
© 2013 ALIA SULTAN