So on Sunday, I got a call from my boss that I had to go with a client to check a site. Then I quickly got dressed up, wearing my complete site kit (including my safety boots) and I set out to meet the client. So on my way, while walking fast and looking for a bike, I met a bike man looking as if he was waiting for someone. Then he stared at me, and asked if I was a soldier. But instead, I just smiled and behaved as if I was actually a soldier. Then I told him my destination and without pricing the cost of the t-fare, I boarded the bike just as a soldier would do. I can’t really explain how and where the boldness came from because when I thought in my mind that I was a soldier, I started behaving like a soldier. For that few minutes that I was on the bike heading to my destination, I felt the boldness, the strength (if possible), the courage of a soldier. I felt the respect, the pride and I felt like no one could overpower me. I felt I could call anyone and speak to anyone an
Enlightening with love