Belief #03

It was scorching summer of 2015, 

Khalid wanted to explore an unknown desert.

Located miles away from city, 

Where he was deployed for work, 

At evening, he was suppose to revert.

Without help of any guide, 

When he started his journey,

Unknown of the fact where he would land up,

With one bottle of water and some money,

Lost his way somewhere in between, 

He did not have any backup

"What did just happen? How can this happen ?

The way to exit was not that complex

Light is escaping, I do not see any way open.

How do I reach the hotel,"

Khalid was completely perplexed.

"Sand and only sand everywhere around  

My mobile battery had to give up at this very time, 

When I am eager to hear someone's sound".

His heart starting pouncing, He felt like a crime

Visiting alone to an unknown place

Now searching a way where he can be found.

Calling for help, but no one to attend

Expecting someone to hear his voice,

Looking at heap of sand,

As if they are attending his call,

But desert was trying to pretend

Someone bright in the sky,

Aligned His position to comfort Khalid,

"Moon" it was, witnessing his cry,

It was getting cold and with no option left,

He slept on the sand like a child,

Mother earth never questioned "Why"

Next day when the sun decided to bless him,

With new hope to find the way out of desert

But without water, it was not possible,

To even walk a few steps, 

His mind gave him an alert to act responsible.

Gaining strength, Khalid started his expedition,

Hoping to return his hotel alive in stable condition,

The world changed for him in a single day,

Never thought, every second was so precious,

With open eyes, trying his best not to lose his conscious

Afternoon it was and he almost gave up,

Until, he saw a tent which felt like a mirage,

Gathering his lost senses, Khalid stood up

Approaching the tent was like escaping the death,

Never desired "water" so much ever before,

"Water" is only medium to get his hope restore     

Literally dragging himself, when he approached the tent,

"Handpump" it was in middle, as if installed for Khalid,

To take as much water needed, it would surely be sufficient.

But when Khalid stroked the piston,

There was no water to his dismay,

"My last moments seems to be near"

For all my life deeds, its time to pay.

Suddenly, he saw a bottle of water lying at the corner,

Not thinking a second more, 

Pounced on the bottle, trying to open in all manner

A paper tied at the lid read :

"Either consume and save your life from dehydration

or

Pour it in the hand pump to make it function

And 

Fill this bottle for the next traveler who will get lost in the desert just like you

Helping to strengthen his belief in God's manifestation."

Listing to his heart, inspite of his mind's reluctance, 

Khalid pour water in the pump and pushed the piston ,

Unknowing whether it will work to get water in abundance.

Without a doubt, the machine made some sound,

Witnessing pure water in desert, Khalid went spellbound

Fulfilling his thirst, when he packed the bottle again, 

He added a line in the paper for the next traveler to read :

"Trust me, this works, listen to your heart

"God" is with you constantly, even after your soul depart"

                                                                                                             Shingala  - The Storyteller