fighter

fighter(nitin mukesh) I was returning from my house. It was a dark evening of winter. All around the fog had been taking cover and environment was like a terrified place. I was going my home quickly. Suddenly I found that anyone was my behind. I turn quickly but no one was there. My speed increased because I have heard some days before that some robbers lived here and killed anyone who passes from that way that I was taking today. My mother often tell me that I must not come so late that I rarely do but I totally make her advise lost in my mind.

Now I was suffering from that only and anyhow was trying to save my life. I was almost running and suddenly fell down. But no one was there. My fear increased. I was confirmed that anyone was behind me and trying to kill me. But yet I had not seen him. My village was about 1.5 km away now. My felling down did not made me loss my confidence. I again started running toward village.

Suddenly a flying knife injured me. I was running continuously. After running half an hour I almost reached to the village. When I took a look around the way, I found that from a distance of about five hundred meter away, a screaming was coming. I thought that anyone like me lost his life. I did not have courage to go back to that place.

I knocked door of my house. Everyone was looking for me only and waiting for my entrance. When I entered everyone jumped towards me. I was also happy that I have made death late due to my courage. I described all my experience that night to everyone. I slept thinking about my today's horrified and courageous journey. Really that night was extreme cold.

Next morning when I awoke I found that there was some noise nearby my house. I jumped from my bed and rushed outside. I saw that there was a crowd around a dead body. I went there and tried to identify that person. But failed. Some people were stating that he might be killed by the robbers of the forest. Suddenly I remember that they were right, because previous day I had heard the screaming of a person. He was badly killed.

Shortly few people found that his blood dropped in the way he came there. They followed and went in the forest. I was also with them. After covering the little distance we found that there were four person lying on the way. By face and weapons we easily recognized that they are definitely robbers. But query was that how they are dead. It was like a puzzle. All the people present there were making conclusion that it might be due to the any fight between them, and we returned home. People were only thanking god that if the robbers are dead than the forest path was now safe.

That morning was pleasant. I was sitting in the outside my house and regularly watching the path in the forest. I was not satisfied with the conclusion of the people. I was only thinking about that particular man who was dead nearby my house. I was totally confused. But suddenly my mind stroked. I found the mystery about everything. The reality was that the robbers were killed by the man who was dead nearby my house. And whole path he was with me and trying to save me. He was the fighter of that forest about whom I had heard from my father few years ago. He regularly fight with the robbers and tried to save any person who by mistakes try to pass from that way. And same thing happen with me. That day also he done the same thing and died but also killed them.

Today after thinking about that particular incident I frighten and sometime cry for that person who lost his life for making others life better.