What If

You’re walking with your friends,
Probably laughing 
About something 
Or someone.

And you see a kid,
Afraid to cross the road alone.
Do you feel something?
The urge to help the kid.
Cause isn’t that what your sister wished for,
When she was a child.

Or when you come across a lady,
Anxiously stepping on the escalator.
Do you feel something? 
The urge to help the woman.
Cause isn’t that what your mother wished for,
When it was her first time.

Or when someone mocks your Maths professor,
Struggling with his spoken English.
Do you feel something?
The urge to help the old man.
Cause isn’t that what your father wished for,
When he faced the mockery.

Or when you see a teenager,
Moody. Confused. Vulnerable. 
Do you feel something?
The urge to help the young one.
Cause isn’t that what you wished for,
When you were young.

But you’re walking with your friends,
Probably laughing
About something 
Or someone. 
So you stop feeling. 
You look away. 
You change the direction you’re walking in,
And let them be. 
On their own.
Just like someone left you
On your own.

But what if?
What if one of your friends
Decide to feel. 
To look at them. 
To be there for them.
And not be on their own.

It would make all the difference.
Cause next time when,
They’re walking with their friends
And they see something
Or someone.
They wouldn’t let them be on their own. 
They’d be there. 
Cause isn’t that what they wished for, 
When they were young.

 © Apoorva Bora

This Post Has 6 Comments

  1. Fear of facing first anything in life of human being touched successfully by writer.miles to go…

  2. Very nice .Keep it up.

  3. This left me teary eyed

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