Grandfather's Blessings
nsfw
For the last three mornings I have been noticing him. This man sits on the bench under the gulmohar tree of the park, smokes his cigarette and watches me. He doesn't look very old. Might be in his late 60's. But even with the wrinkles surrounding his eyes and the salt-and-pepper hair, he is really well built. His eyes follow as I run along the pavement, I have felt. He does not notice the others, just me.
