Hold My Hand .

I don't know where to start, your captivating eyes, or your gentle but firm clasp. I marvel at your strength, I am awestruck by your kindness.

I still remember the moment when you took my hand and walked past the crazy mob, helping me navigate a way out, leading me to peace. How can I forget all the pain you endured while you almost lifted me when I tripped.

That evening, when it rained so very hard, when the deluge hit Mumbai when I stood in the middle of the road amidst mad frenzy and knee-deep water, you appeared out of nowhere and dropped me home.

And I couldn't even thank you, you were gone when you saw I was safe.

I owe my life to you stranger, I don't know your name, I don't know your caste, but all I pray to God is, that I find you one day, to hold my hand.