An old Astrologer

Recently my mind was totally disturbed due to tragic break up with one my childhood friend. With heavy heart I rambled all alone trying to figure out the best solution to fix the broken bridge. I was totally knocked out by the circumstanced; I was like dead-man walking.

When I was puffing a cigarette, I notice an old astrologer by a road side. I finished my cigarette and walk toward the astrologer. I showed him my rough palm with curiosity not because I believe in such orthodox thing. Honestly speaking, I felt pity for him, sitting by the dusty hot pavement without any shade. So, therefore I decided to donate some bucks so that he could have some food in his plate to get rid of empty stomach. However I was embraced with each single line because they are so sweet and charming. For god sake who doesn’t love good thing about oneself unless you are a great saint or enlighten figure like Gautam Buddha. I pay more attention with joy because each line moved me and strengthen my enthusiasm, which emerged strongly through my heart. I thought I should deconstruct my strength and passion which was long gone. I paid him handsomely because he stole my burden, which I was suffering from. 

Wearing a peaceful smile, I adieu the old astrologer. I went straight to meet my friend and I confessed I was wrong. After all, the bond between us was not built in a single day, but took years and years. When I shared the incident with him, he was like “Really? You kidding me.” 

"Where there is problem, there is solution too. All you need is, to figure out instead of worrying".