Date: 14/06/2025
The rain came without warning.
I rushed under the nearest shop shade, only to see a little girl holding a bright red umbrella — too big for her, too small for both of us.
She looked at me and asked, “Do you need to be saved?”
I smiled. “Yes, I think I do.”
She let me in.
We walked silently till the rain stopped. At the corner, she waved and said, “I save people sometimes. Because I once got saved.”
The red umbrella danced in the wind as she disappeared.
Some angels don’t have wings. They just have kindness that fits two people.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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