Posted by on the 19th of January, 2012 at 9:44 pm under Uncategorized.    This post has no comments.

I didn’t run. I wish I could say, now, that I walked that night and didn’t run because of something noble and brave that I found inside myself, but I can’t. I’ve thought about it often. I’ve recalled and relived that walk a thousand times, and each time  I remember it, there’s less certainty about the  why of it.  Every virtuous act has some dark secret in its heart, Khaderbhai once told me, and every risk we take contains a mystery that can’t be solved.

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