Thanks Stranger

Thanks, Stranger …
From my earliest memories, as I brood over.
It was a chilly night that forced me to shiver.
Preparing, as I was, for the sleep all night long.
It was only me at home, all alone.

Suddenly, I discovered a knock at door
and a groan of man as if betraying his sore.
I opened the door.
A stranger in such a lonely night!
He was ragged and scruffy, I took in his sight.
In his eyes was no light.

Struggling himself, he dared to ask, “I’m hungry, Sir”
He was too polite, asking mercy to prosper.
“I’ve no money”, said I
But still, I’ll try.
I went in and got maximum food, as I could get
Voraciously himself, as he fed.
I gladly told him to fill all his needs
As in my life, I’ve done some wrong deeds.

I’ll never forget him, the stranger who went on his way
And gave me something, I could never repay.
A chance for me to serve a man,
Who will never return.
A chance to give something
and not to ask in turn.
A chance to help a man in vain,
when others would have looked in disdain.
A chance to feed someone, when no one else would.
A chance to be good.


Look I’m no angel, as I’d always like to be
I’ve hurt many people being me.
I really thank the man, who went on his way,
For making me feel angel for a day.


-Vaibhav Mehrotra