Ascending the stairs to his office I peek at the wild pigeons outside the window of the second floor landing. The eggs have just hatched and one of the parents is always guarding the newborns from unknown dangers. I have been coming here for the last six months and I still feel fascinated by the universal maternal instinct. I will always remember this time of my life when I see wild pigeons. It is one of the darkest, bleakest periods and yet is radiating with the warmth of his devotion, sincerity and strength. I have walked a thousand mile journey of pain and sorrow with bare feet and my soul has been pierced by a thousand thorns. I have met some of the lowest forms of life I will ever encounter in my entire existence. I have endured treachery, disrespect, ridicule, abandonment and humiliation. These few months of my life have added years of experience, wisdom and pain to my heart. But I will still remember a very bright and sunny era just because he was a part of this miserable journey.
As I reach the third floor to catch my breath I see the sign of the law firm proudly highlighting his name in big bold letters. I always reminisce upon my first impression upon entering these offices. I had gone through scores of dishonest, sleazy lawyers and I expected a sweet talking, deceptive person, ready to yank out all my cash with no service in return. God knows I had met enough of that kind before I met him. I was thinking and double thinking everything that was being said. I was probably scared, cautious and hopeful at the same time. Thank God for small mercies. He laid out all the problems before us and I thought he was trying to frighten us. It took me some time to trust him but eventually his sincerity shone through. I had stopped expecting honesty from anyone in the legal community, his was a refreshing surprise. The person who had highly recommended him both professionally and personally will always hold a special place in my heart for his kindness in my hour of dire need. I have truly come to realize how crucial it is to have a good doctor and a good lawyer on your side when things go haywire.
With my head full of silent thoughts I enter his office and I am received warmly. It has become a very comfortable routine. I drive all the way to the law firm and then he takes me under his wing. I feel protected and honored. He is a very wise, soulful man with quiet mannerisms. I have come to respect and value his opinions about life. He has taught me the worth of virtue, chivalry and sincerity. One sees the true colors of a person when one is in need. His are radiant shades of honesty, fair dealing and kindness. Some people are blessed with outward beauty but the heart leans towards those whose souls are beautiful. When I look in his eyes, I see absolute trust; when I hear his words, I sense sincerity and wisdom; when i see him smile, I feel an inner warmth and comfort. I often wonder how in God’s name I will ever repay him for everything he has been to me in this ordeal. Someday, somehow I will find a way to return this debt of kindness. Gratitude is a memory of the heart. Maybe years later we will smile upon this chance encounter that has bonded us deeply and watch wild pigeons protecting their young ones with compassion that is so hard to find in people.