The Old Man in the Park

My name is Sun-Sun Han. I once knew an Old Man. He was a six-foot-tall lean man with a clean-shaven wrinkled face. He had patches of grey hair on the sides of his otherwise bald head.


Whenever I visited the Children's Park I would see him sitting on the wooden bench reading the newspaper. When I walked past him I would say,"Hello Sir!" and he would answer "Hello little girl" and give me a toothy wide smile which revealed his mouth with half missing teeth.

I loved the Old Man. He was always so cheerful and engrossed in his own way. I wished I could be like him when I grew old. I was always so disturbed. Even the smallest things used to upset me very much. The Old Man, on the other hand, was so peaceful.

Sometimes when I was feeling very bad I would sit on the wooden bench in the corner of the Park and bury my face in my hands and just cry. The Old Man would walk up to me and pat my head. "Come, my child, what's the matter with you dear? Are you alright?" he would say and try to console me.

I lied to him at first and said that everything was alright and just run back to home. But, when I went over to the Park the next day he just looked up at me and smiled. I just couldn't control myself and I started crying again. I told him my problem.

"You see Sir, I want to study in the School like the other children. But, my mother is very poor and my dad is dead. So, I had to leave my education to help my mother to run our small Grocery store."

The Old Man listened to me patiently and told me,"Do not worry my child. Everything will be alright. Your wish shall definitely come true very soon. Now go home and sleep in peace."

I wondered what was about to change. I thought that the Old Man was just trying to console me. Yet some part of me wanted his prediction to come true. That day before sleeping I prayed to God to make my wish come true.

The next morning I woke up and got ready. I was feeling very excited and was feeling surrounded by a sense of positive energy. I had not felt this type of radiance in me before.

I walked to the Grocery store with my Mom. We worked almost until noon. Nothing out of ordinary had happened yet. I was beginning to feel that maybe I was a fool to believe in the Old Man. Yet some part of me still wanted to hold on to my wish.

We were about to close the store for lunch when a shining big car stopped in front of our store. Two men in business suits walked up to my Mom and said,"Mrs Han we have a business proposal for you."

My mom called them inside the store and asked me to bring two chairs for them. She then asked me to wait outside the store.

My mom and the men talked for around fifteen minutes after which they left. After they had left I ran to my Mom and asked her about those people. My mom was crying. I was surprised as I had never seen my Mom cry in front of me before. She always tried to be brave in front of me and acted like the man of the house. I had seen her cry alone sometimes. But, she never cried in front of me.

So, I felt sad and asked her,"Mom, are you alright? Who were those men? What did they want?"

She replied sobbing,"Sweetie, those men want to buy our grocery store. They want to raze it down and open a big shopping complex in its place. They are ready to pay a very good amount as compensation. Now I will not have to worry about your future anymore."

We hugged each other and cried. I remembered the Old Man and ran to the Park to tell him the good news. But, I could not find him anywhere. I searched for him all over the Park but he was nowhere to be found.

After that day, I did not find him in the Park. After we sold the Grocery store we moved to another city where I could study in a bigger school and my mother took up a job in a grocery store.

Many years later, I happened to visit my old city. It so happened that I took my little daughter Natalie to the same Children's Park to play.

I was walking in the Park when suddenly my eyes fell on a bust located in the middle of the Park. It was the bust of an Old Man. The Man had a patch of grey hair and a wrinkled face. The bust stood on a shining black marble stone and it read
 Mr Raymond Hayes
 1710 - 1798
The Man who contributed everything to Children's education

I took Natalie and rushed to our old Grocery store. In its place now stood a children's library named Hayes Children's library.

I went inside the library and inquired the Librarian about Mr Hayes. He answered,"Mr Hayes sold his house and contributed all his pension money to fund this Library. It is also said that he did all of this to help a little girl who worked in a Grocery store which stood in this same place."

The End


The Bridge

John stood on the Bridge gazing down at the gushing Amazon river below him. He raised his head to see bolts of lightning crackling in the distance through heavy dark clouds. It rained heavily and everyone rushed around carrying Umbrellas. The damp evening resembled John’s somber mood.
John looked back for a moment. No one seemed to pay any attention to him. He just smiled melancholily and turned to face the river again. He was insignificant.


He stepped closer to the Parapet wall. He raised his right hand and stared at it in anger. His grip would have been firm if only he had not been drunk that day. Tears rolled down his wet cheeks. He buried his sad face in his hands. What had he done to suffer such misery?

A multitude of thoughts rushed through John’s mind. A thought asked him to end his suffering. His hands tightened their grip on the bridge’s steel railing. Should I leap? Who would care? Who would mourn for me? What about Sheela? Does she still love me? Can she ever forgive me? Can I forgive myself?

John’s mind swirled with endless thoughts. Every thought was a question. Every thought increased his misery. If only his mother was still alive. He would lay down his head in her lap and close his eyes. How much relieving that would have been? And, yet it was impossible.

John remembered the fateful day. How much he despised himself? His little daughter Sunny asked him to buy her a balloon. Little did he know that it would be the cause of his child’s death.

John bought his daughter a beautiful red balloon. The child held the balloon in one hand and was walking on the bridge with her Papa when a sudden gust of wind blew the balloon out of her hand. Before John realized it, Sunny broke free from her dad’s hand and rushed after the balloon. Sunny jumped to grab the balloon which had now flown onto the road. John rushed after her. But, it was too late. The child was hit by a speeding car.

The little child was flung up in the air for several feet in front of her shocked father. Everything happened in just a matter of few seconds. John’s life had ended in those few seconds. He rushed Sunny to the Children’s Hospital and took her to the Emergency Ward. Alas, it was too late. She was declared brought dead.

John was inconsolable. Gathering all his strength he called his wife Sheela. Sheela was in a meeting when her husband broke this earth-shattering news to her. She rushed to the Children’s hospital. Teary-eyed and with trembling hands she entered the Emergency Ward to see her baby lying on the bed motionless.

John sat sobbing holding his baby’s hands. “My baby, my love, get up!” he heard his wife scream in horror and grief. John got up to comfort his wife. But, she was overcome with too much grief and pain. She pushed him and yelled at him. She held John responsible for Sunny’s death. John stood with a bowed head unable to meet eyes with his wife. Somewhere, deep within himself, he knew that she was right. He was responsible.

After the funeral, Sheela moved out of the house and left John alone to sink in his grief. She was sure that her drunkard and good-for-nothing husband had been responsible for their child’s death.
It was exactly a week since that fateful day. John stood on the Bridge on the verge of ending his miserable life. Could she forgive me? He took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the steel railing. He slowly climbed on the railing and looked at the gushing Amazon below. It was all going to get over very soon. The pathetic ruse which he called a life was soon about to end.

He closed his eyes and said a small Prayer and begged the Lord to forgive his Sins. Before any weak thought could pull him back John jumped into the river. He did not know how to swim. He fell with a loud splash and sunk into the deep river. His lungs filled with water and choked him. After a brief struggle, his eyes closed.

“Papa, wake up” a soft voice called out to him. John opened his eyes slowly to see his beautiful daughter standing in front of him. “My Child, My Beautiful Angel, Am I Dead?” he asked his daughter. Sunny stood puzzled. “What is a sinner like me doing in Heaven?” he questioned her again. The child just laughed.

“Dad you drank too much Whisky last night, now please get up, I am getting late for my school” the little girl begged her father.

Slowly, reality sunk into him. He got up and kissed his daughter’s forehead. Tears of joy filled him with gratitude and he thanked the Lord for his mercy. He took all his liquor bottles and threw them in the garbage. He vowed to never drink again.

The End

Eyes

They say that your eyes are the reflection of your Soul. If you need to read someone's mind then just take a look at their eyes. This power of reading eyes is bestowed by the Almighty on all of us. This power is what makes us Human.


One sunny afternoon, I had just completed buying groceries at the local supermarket and was heading back to my car when I heard someone call my name. "John, please wait," the voice of a woman called out my name.

I turned around to see a smart young woman dressed in an executive suit calling my name. I turned back to make sure she was calling me and not some other person with my name. There was no one behind me.

The young lady hurried to me and gave me a wide smile. She held my hand and said smiling, "John, it's me, Lisa." She removed her black shades and I took a look at her eyes.

I took a moment to look at her beautiful round black eyes and remembered her. "Lisa, wow, it's wonderful to see you again," saying I hugged the woman.

Lisa hugged me tightly, and when I saw her face again her eyes were moist.

Many years back, when I was walking back home after my evening walk in the Park, a beggar approached me. My first reaction was to say, "Sorry, no change," and I walked away. But, in that moment I happened to look at her eyes.

There was so much pain in those eyes. I stopped for a moment and looked back. The girl lowered her head to the floor and sat on the footpath. She looked very weak and it seemed like she did not have proper food for several days. It was winter. But, she was wearing a torn jacket and her slippers were in very bad shape.

I walked back to her and told her, "I don't have any change. But, I am heading for dinner. Would you like to join me?".

She looked at me surprised. But, she agreed to come with me.

I went to Subway and bought her a sandwich. We finished our meal and I told her, "I am going to the supermarket and would like to buy you some warm clothes and shoes."

She was completely stunned. She thanked me and accompanied me to the supermarket.

I bought her some warm clothes and shoes. After that we came out of the supermarket and I told her, "Goodbye."

She started crying and hugged me. "Thank you Mister, you have been so kind to me. No one has been so kind to me before."

I asked her name. She replied, "Lisa".

Lisa told me that she had once belonged to a wealthy family. Her dad was a businessman and he was duped and killed by his partners. She had run away from her house to save her life.

Life had been very tough on her and she was forced to do many bad things in order to survive. She had been badly abused by several people.

I felt Lisa's pain as though she was my own sister. I took her to a shelter home and gave her some money. I also got admitted her to a college.

After this incident, I took up a job in another city and forgot all about Lisa. I just returned to my home after my retirement and I ran into Lisa.

Lisa was now working as a real estate agent and had married. She was now a proud mother of two beautiful children. She took me to her home and introduced me to her husband and children.

We all prayed together that night and thanked God for his blessings. I looked at Lisa. She smiled and her eyes said, "Thank you." I replied with my eyes, "God bless you my child."

The End







Mystery Land - Chapter 8 - A Rendezvous with Death

This is the eighth chapter of the Fantasy series "Mystery Land". You can read the previous chapters below.
Celina the wizard of the wooden realm had just crossed the path of the mighty Elves. She had escorted the Dark Wizard Sam safely out of the Dark Woods. In doing so, she had to stop the Elves who were pursuing Sam. They were after the Book of Enchantments which gave Sam his powers. The book belonged to the ancient Elves. But, during the great battle between the Demigods and Elves, the book was stolen from them. The loss of the book caused the Elves to perish in the battle. They were driven from their homeland by the demigods at the peril of their lives. They had assumed that the book was hidden deep in the demigod territory. So they remained in exile for many thousand years. But, whispers of the lost book reached their ears once again. The Elvish spies found a young wizard called Sam chanting spells to raise the dead using the enchantments from the lost book.
Sam had come to the Dark Woods to seek Celina's help. He knew that she despised King Riley. The King was a ruthless ruler who was hell-bent on becoming a world conqueror. Sam wanted to avenge his sister's death at the hands of the King's men. Celina had promised to help Sam on one condition. She wanted him to bring her lover Abar safely back to her. Abar was a trusted lieutenant and spy in the King's army. Abar was devoted to his King but he was a kind and noble person. He had been sent by the King to spy in the Mystery Land.

The Elf prince Yala decided to eliminate Celina. He knew it would not be easy to hunt her down in her own forest. So, he decided to call her for a truce meeting and kill her treacherously. As was the practice in those days, two Elves took out rhino horns and began to blow them. A shrill echo filled the forest. It was the call for a truce. Celina heard the horn and turned her horse in the direction of the sound. She was curious to know why the Elves were after Sam. How did they know that he had the magic book? There was only one way to find out. Celina rode towards the Elves.

Celina saw the Elvish camps and got down from her horse. She walked for about four hundred yards in the direction of the camps. She was stopped by two tall Elvish guards. One of them went inside a very large white tent with an Elvish flag perched on top. He came back and told her that the Prince Yala would be happy to meet her. He checked her for any weapons. She didn't carry any weapons. 

Celina got inside the tent. The Prince sat on a table sipping wine. He smiled at Celina as she walked in. He bowed to her and greeted her,"I am humbled by your presence, Lady Wizard. Please take a seat."

Celina sat down. The Prince poured her a glass of wine and she accepted it. She took a sip of the wine. It was the finest wine she had tasted. It seemed thousands of years old. 

"So why are you after the boy?" she asked him. "I guess you know why? He has our book," the prince replied.

"Your book, what do you mean? That book belongs to his ancestors" she said. 

"You are wrong Celina. That book belongs to the Elves. It was given to our ancestors by the Creator himself. It was stolen from us a long time ago. I have come to reclaim what is ours. You are making a mistake by shielding that boy," the Prince replied to her.

"I don't believe you, Prince. Even if that book did belong to your ancestors you have no right to it now. The book rightfully belongs to King Riley. Is he aware of this book?" she questioned Yala.

One look at Yala's face and she knew that the Elves had kept Riley out of this secret. 

"Looks like the King isn't aware of this book yet? So you are hiding this secret from him," she questioned Yala again.

Yala got upset and replied," Yes. The book belongs to the Elves and no one else. I command you to stand out of our way or face dire consequences."

Celina looked at him and shouted,"How dare you to talk to me like that? No one commands me but the King. Get out of my woods you filthy scum."

Yala got up in a fit of rage. His blue eyes turned red with rage and with lightning speed, he took out a dagger from his back and slit Celina's throat with one swift move. "You prick, die," he said with a smirk.

Celina held her throat with both her hands and looked at him with an expression of disbelief. She lowered her head. A moment later, she raised her head and smiled. Then she began to laugh loudly and vanished. 

Yala was shocked. Just then, he heard cries from outside. He rushed outside. All his guards lay dead with their throats slit open. He saw Celina at a distance slicing the neck of one of his guards. He drew out his sword and rushed to attack her.

As he ran to attack her he saw another Celina standing to his right. He turned left and another Celina stood on his left. He saw ten more Celina's standing in front of him and laughing at him. Several Celina's surrounded him. He stopped unable to make out which one was the real her.

Suddenly Yala felt a cold knife slicing his throat from behind him. A warm gush of blood rushed out of his neck. He held both his hands to his neck stop the bleeding. He turned back to see one more Celina, the real one.

She took her dagger and pierced his heart. The Prince lay dead. Blood of the Prince dripped from her dagger. 

She knew she would have to pay a heavy price for killing the Elf prince. The Elves would hunt her like wild wolves. She mounted her horse and rushed to Titania to meet King Riley.

To be continued


The Old Man in the Park

My name is Sun-Sun Han. I once knew an Old Man. He was a six-foot-tall lean man with a clean-shaven wrinkled face. He had patches of grey h...