Everyday a man comes to senior citizen’s park and sits for a while on the bench. Then he goes for jogging around the park. Everyday I notice one thing that he is so engrossed with his hands. One day when I sat beside him, he didn’t acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat I wondered if he was alright.
Finally,though not wanting to disturb him but check on him at the same time,I asked him whether he is in good health.He raised his head and looked at me and smiled.
“Yes , I’m fine ,thank you for your concern”, he said in a clear voice.
Actually,” I did n’t want to disturb you sir,but everyday I notice you and see that you were just staring at your hands and wanted to make sure that you are in good health or not.”
Have you looked at your hands anytime I mean your palm, he asked. I mean really looked at your hands?”
I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them. I turned them up and join them together.But could not find the answer.
Then he smiled and said—