I do not know why I feel so sad. I do not know why I feel ashamed. I do not know these kids, maybe will never see them again. But every time I see this picture, I feel an urge to become a hero. The hero who cannot stand the cruelties of the world, a hero who makes everyone smile, a hero who can fight against the wrong….. a hero who can not do wrong. And then I remember, that I walked away that day. I did not become a hero.
I do not regret that either. I understand the complexities and limitations of my world. But I know that there is a hero out there who will not walk away. I know that some day I may neither…. And I also know that there is a hero in you and nor will you!
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