Strong

When Chanaka met Moto, any fear and apprehension he had of the demonic slayer of humans, vanished. Before him stood a weak and fragile man. He had a walking stick on him. Chanaka felt at ease. But the eyes of Moto remained firm, strong and evil.

There was no introduction. They clearly knew each other.

"What makes you strong?" asked Moto.

Chanaka went on to list a long number of factors. Kage San, so and so forth.

No! shouted Moto with a firmness in tone that even scared Chanaka. Chanaka could not remember the last time he was scared. He clinched his knuckles together and felt a ball of fury develop into himself. Aido tapped him with a stick. He was about to lay a punch in Aido, but his senses took over.

"Sorry, it was an act of self defence," he apologised.

Moto had not moved an inch.

"What makes you strong?" he asked the same question again.

He thought for a while and came up with the best answer he could. He had remembered once when Kage San on the midst of training had told him, " Chanaka, true strenght is not something that comes out of you , for yourself."

"True Stength comes only for other." That time Chanaka did not realise what it all meant.

But as time went in, he understood the power of those words, said by Kage San.

"I'am only strong for other," said Chanaka to Moto.

"Good," said Moto and told him to leave. "Come and meet me the same time here, tomorrow," he said and walked slowly back into his humble house with a walking stick.

Chanaka had realised he was in the presence of another true master. He humbly bowed down and left.

"Let us go," said Aido.