The Savior

I was just sitting beside the beach and counting the waves of sea which were touching me. I was happy to feel it that such a mighty ocean is touching my feet.

I was feeling proud and continued to count waves.

Suddenly some noise distracted me. I turned towards the noises. A woman was crying and running to the sea. People were trying to stop her.

'My boy... My son... Please save him...please.... Someone ....save him..'

But no one had such courage to enter in such waves of sea. 

I thought once, that I should help her and save her son. But waves were so strong. Then I realised that sea is not touching my feet.

I was constantly thinking about the help that woman. Then suddenly I notice that a boy, very lean and thin, black, appeared from the crowd with a pleasing smile and entered in the sea and just in few minutes back with her son. Her son was alive and smiling. The woman takes her son in her lap and love so much. After some time she wishes to thank the boy who saved her son's life. She was looking around her and crowd. She was trying to identify the boy. But he was not there. 

Then I also tried to search him. But he was not there.

In fact, he was the savior, the human form of god.