It was a fine sunny morning. The sun stretched its form to pitch more and more light. There was a playground, little kids were playing football. The kids were running here and there scoring goal after goal. Loud cheers were coming from parents who were sitting in the stands.

A girl with both legs paralyzed was sitting behind the goal post, keenly observing the game. She was looking at the kids running and she was enthralled. She thought as if she was herself scoring those goals.

The goalkeeper, who was looking for the ball on the other goal post, with his hands on his forehead to hide his face from the sun, said to the girl, ‘ We are going to win you know, only fifteen minutes left and we are two goals ahead of them.’

‘Not if the match gets abandoned’, the girl replied.

The goalkeeper laughed. ‘Are you insane? How can the match get abandoned?’

The girl said, ‘It’s a possibility since the game is not yet over.’

The goalkeeper ignored her completely and got back to searching the ball which was still dancing in the opposite team’s defense.

The girl looked above and stared at the sun. The light rays were directly hitting her eyes, but she was not at all affected by it. Her eyes swallowed all the light and darkness covered the whole playground. Within a moment it started raining heavily. The rains were so heavy that all the kids ran towards their parents. The clouds were shouting above giving commands like a despot.

The girl was still sitting there. Her servant carried her to the sheds. She was completely wet. She just sat there and looked at the rains.

A few minutes later, the goalkeeper came to the sheds and sat beside the girl.

‘How did you know that rains were coming’, he asked.

The girl smiled.

Her servant carried her to the car. She was looking at the goalkeeper, who was completely stunned; she then stared at the clouds above. The sun came back to its power. The light was all around.

The goalkeeper ran towards her and asked, ‘How do you do that?’

‘I didn’t do anything’, the girl assured him.

‘Anything can be a possibility’, the girl said as her car wheels rolled on the wet streets glowing in the sunlight.

 

 

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