16Years ago one a monday morning.
A young girl dressed in a shimmering black dress.
walked down, the staircase.
she was so busy admiring how she looked,adjusting her dress, pulling, tucking it ,she was only engrossed within.
on the last stairway, she lost balance and tripped just to land on a parked two wheeler on the road.
having sprained her leg,unable to move she looked around to see if she could be helped!
one young man ran from across the road,jumped in between the parked vehicles, swiftly moved and shuffed a few here and there .
are you fine he looked towards her and asked with lot of concern?
she said nothing... quiktly trying to get back on her feet,
she looked toward him and smiled.
he asked her a dozen more things, she replied to none....
she took out a pen from her pocket and wrote on his hand .Thank you
when ahe started leaving he said hey wait!!
you are ao beautiful god has been very kind to you. hw has made u like a sculpture.
lucky you.
she wrote on his palm.. i was given a choice.... did i want to speak with my mouth or eyes..
i choose Eyes.. at least i know i wont hurt anyone with my word's.
there are a lot of people who can talk and all those who talk hurt someone .

speechless the man stood still .


#PIAA



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