His desire

Ravi looked at that outstretched hand like it was a snake. Must he? Must he shake it?

He bit his lips. An incarnate, An incarnate. Ravi repeated over and over again. He raised his hand when his phone rang, and his eyes brightened.

Saved by the phone.

Whoever was calling him, Ravi wanted to give the person a huge hug and then a peck on the cheeks. He reached out for the phone, Lisa.

This time, he did not frown or ignore her call, he picked it up.

"Where are you? Are you really that sick?"

"I am on my way."

He then looked at the blind man who was waiting patiently.

"I have to leave now. It is an emergency." He said, not able to hide the small glint of joy in his voice. With that, he turned and left, walking so fast that one would think that life and death really depended on his ability to reach where was going before five minutes.