It was a few hours later when Kanak had finished signing the necessary papers, that she left the police depot
Memories of her mother and fathers sacrifice weighed heavily on her mind as she walked down the lonely street
"Bhaiya can I just have a coffee" asked Kanak as she sat at the lonely stall
She watched as a man made his way over, he payed for her coffee and placed it on her table
"You do enough for this country, its the least I can do"
Kanak smiled up at him "Please, sit"
So he did.
"You seem distressed about something"
Kanak smiled softly
"I think its just been one of those days, where I did something good and all I want is to hear my parents say they are proud but I will never hear that"
The man smiled "The loss of a parent is never easy, let alone two. Keep rest in your mind when I say they are very proud, and you may not be able to hear them say it, but as they watch down their hearts are filled with pride for all you do for this country "
"Thank you again, you seem like youve lost someone "
The man looked up to the sky "Yes, my father. Id sit on his shoulders and at that time it was possible to do anything, I could reach the sky if I wanted to"
Kanak reached out her hand, placing it in his "Im sure you make him very proud, your heart is pure just like his I assume"
His eyes told a story of pain and despair, but his smile told many other things.
Kanak picked up her phone "Hello Bhaboo, yes I will be home soon, okay bye"
Looking up the man had gone, she had no idea as to why she had opened up so much to him.
But there was just something about this nameless man