Man

I was staring at the man stood in front of me, he look back at me curiously. I was guessing what story he went through before this time. He looks strong and confident and his eyes tell me that still there is a dream that fascinated him to pursue. He nodded a bit and sigh. Looked that something is bothering him. I ask to my self what it would be? lack of confidence to back you up? to much hindrance ahead? He look sharply at me. Where you come from? I asked him but this question strike back to me, where I come from? It is not easy to answer. But let me try this, I inherit from my parents and grand parents good characters such as a speaker of truth, a healer,a farmer and a business player. I look straight at him and show him a smile. I can be better than what I am now, I have reasons for that. I am not yet at the best of me. I saw he smile back to me. Shoma va man, we are one. I bent my hands toward, trying to shake his hand but I bump the glass mirror.