Saturday, June 28, 2008

Mohammad

On Thursday night, I got out of office by 7.30 PM. Planned to watch Dasavatharam at ElDorado theatre near office at 8.30 PM. Went to buy tickets and turns out, they didn't have a show for 8.30. So bought a ticket for the 10.30 PM show and decided to finish dinner and come back.

Bought some eats, an energy drink, chocolate milk, refilled my cell and sat at the park near Al Salam street to have my food and talk to Appa, Amma, Nithu and friends. Had a chat with everyone and finished the food. Came home to change into something casual and hurry back to the theatre.

As I was walking along to ElDorado, at the junction between Al Salam street and Electra, suddenly an Arab man came walking towards me. I said: "Yes"?

His arms were outstretched, like that of a father wanting to prevent his son from harm, his eyes were wide and had pain written in them and a searching look, as if he was looking for his missing son. He said: "Mohammad" and looked into my eyes.

In that moment, I could see a desperate search. I simply couldnt place it. Why? How? For whom? I just couldn't explain why that man searched for a "Mohammad" in me. It was all in a moment.

I walked on.

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