She kept twisting and turning, couldn't sleep, there was that funny feeling in her legs. It was still nighttime but she could sense morning was around the corner. That restless feeling, waiting for a newday to start, so that she could move on. But then her mind kept taking her back, 3 years back, when a stranger walked-up to her, in the middle of the market. The noise, all the hustle bustle, the sharp sun, the weight of the bags all slowed her down. All she wanted to do is go home, get away from the heat, the smell and just lock her self up in her home. But this man from out of nowhere kept walking towards her. He crossed the road as if there were no cars on it, all he saw was her. She didn't know who he was, but knew he is walking towards her. She tried to move away, tried to escape. She could still remember every detail of his face in her mind, as she was laying down waiting for the new day to start. At first she could only see the outline of his hair, as the sun blinded her, but then she moved back a little and there he was from head to toe, covered in sweat. Drops were trickling down his chin, his hair all curly drench in sweat.
"Ma'am" he said, "is that your....."
He took a few seconds gap in the middle of his sentence, she was figuring out as many exits as possible. Scanning the market place with the corner of her eye. Watching the cars go by behind him.
".... is that over there..."
She turned to her left and looked at the direction the man was pointing and was horrified, she almost left her kid in the market. She ran across the road and held the child's hand and walked towards the man and thanked him with all her heart.
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