The first time I saw him,
He was chasing my bus.

Torned bag,untidy clothes and messy hair
That poor guy used to gave me weird stares

Sometimes he used to giggle from a corner
His unusual gestures made me a frowner

Frightened,I would hide myself
But his eyes always found me somewhere

He seemed weird all the time
Or maybe they were all games of my mind

Walking in a dark lonely street
I saw a shadow following me

Holding my breath I hurried quickly
But the shadow continued chasing me

Gathering my guts I turned to see
That poor guy smiled at me

He never really deserved my sympathy
As I slapped him angrily,
He stood there quietly.
Without saying anything,
He simply left.

Is he abnormal?Is he dumb?Is he doin this purposely?
All these questions popped all night
Taking away my beautiful sleep

He never showed up after that night
But the horror he gave me was never out of mind

Days passed and then weeks
But a no show from him

Then one fine day,
I saw him with a lady
Dressed in an off white saree
Seemed to be his mother to me

I gathered my courage and narrated her the scene
With teary eyes she joined hands at me

Crying she said,
"My son is suffering from Alzheimer's.Keeps forgetting his way many times."

Her words struck like an arrow,
Wounding up my ego and pride
I stood there feeling ashamed.

Holding the guilt under my face,
I continued staring at him as he walked away
But not even once he looked back

It was already too late when I realized his pain
Sadly,he never crossed my way again.....

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A/N :This came to my mind out of nowhere.
And its a wonderful atmosphere outside my window with sky full of dark clouds giving signs of heavy rain loading.....☁

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