Sheltered in rain


On a rainy evening, the streets glistened under the soft glow of streetlights, their reflections shimmering in the puddles scattered along the sidewalk. The rhythmic patter of raindrops on his umbrella created a soothing symphony as the man walked through the downpour, his coat pulled tightly around him.

As he turned a corner, he spotted a girl standing alone, drenched and trembling. Her eyes, wide with fear, darted around, seeking refuge from the relentless rain. The street was eerily empty, with no one else around to notice her plight.

Compassion stirred within him. Without hesitation, he approached her and gently spoke, his voice carrying a tone of reassurance. "Are you alright? Let me help you."

Her eyes met his, and she hesitated for a moment before nodding, a glimmer of hope replacing the terror in her gaze. He extended his hand, and she took it, clinging to the lifeline he offered. Together, they stepped beneath the shelter of his umbrella, its protective canopy shielding them from the elements.

With each step, he guided her through the rain-soaked streets, his presence a beacon of comfort and safety. The journey, though brief, felt like a pilgrimage towards sanctuary. The man’s steady grip and the umbrella's shelter seemed to calm the storm within her as much as the one outside.

Finally, they reached her destination—a small, warmly lit building that promised shelter and solace. She turned to him, gratitude shining in her eyes. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the rain.

He smiled gently, nodding in acknowledgment. "Take care," he replied before turning to continue his own journey. As she stepped inside, the warmth of the place enveloping her, she looked back one last time. The man, now a silhouette in the rain, disappeared into the evening, his act of kindness a memory she would carry forever.

A Sketch and story by Dr.SV Prabhath

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