The day I was walking through the
land of strangers, my mind was disseminated by the ambient scenery and
step-by-step moved towards the monster's land. As I was standing in front
of void deck and stared at those heads who were rushing along the road. I had
been asking myself "where are they going?" Even they didn't have the
time to see who was passing them. I wondered, "Whether they have an
appointment with God?" I nodded and slowly walked towards the place, where
my eyes were witnessing a crowd with an expectation "I will talk with
someone". When I was near that environment, I realized it was a children's
park. 
I crawled my feet into the park; my
conscience had an intuition, like "I'm a bit familiar with this place, and
these people will feel me amiable one". I saw two kids were playing
in the sand with their plastic toys, few of the kids on see-saw and a sibling
on the swing. Before I began my walk, I had a really good time with an unknown
kid who gave me flying kiss even, and it was the reason for the intuition. I
was surprised; none of the kids were looking at me, but all my visual were with
them. I remembered the words of my friend "these people won't talk
with us easily" and told myself, which includes kids too.
When the time I was
moving away from the playing area, I didn't forget to leave my smile on those
candid faces. I thought to go back to my room until I was stopped by an old man
who might be in his 70s. He inquired about me; I was precisely answering
for all his questions without any hesitation. Lately, I was trapped
into his discourse and shot by his series of questions. I knew well; a
good conversation starts with a lot of questions, and I was virtually realizing
it from him. Despite, Initially I never dared to raise a question. Time
consumed, I started to ask my questions, and he interpreted everything in his
own ways and ideas.
He talked a lot
about his culture, people, and lifestyle, told me about his wife, family and
friends. He didn't forget to ask about my religion, culture, and as well about
God. I was quite surprised by that kind of question, puzzled in some way, and I
didn't expect either. He was talking at the regular intervals; I whispered
myself. "Will I talk to any stranger like him?" And sighed,
"I won't". Apparently, I was looking for a talk with anyone
before I started my walk; during the conversation with him, I felt, "It's
enough for today".
Moreover, we were talking for more than twenty-odd
minutes, finally; we were about to leave. He asked my mobile number and
exclaimed: "I was a pastor, and I would like to invite you for Bible
reading, people gathering and so on". I gave my number to him.
However, on the other hand, my mind was filled by happiness as I didn't inform
about "I'm an atheist". When I knew, he was a pastor, I doubted it
might pave way for a debate, but blissfully I didn't tell him. We were tending
away from each other and walked to our place. After some distance, I
turned, and looked at him revived "Whether he is God's man or
God-man"
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