Foggy Morning Walks

Urvi took her morning walks seriously; they had some brief bursts of running in between as well. Summers were tiring but winters were cold, which required the most conviction, no one can actually say when you sit to think about it.



But winters and summers have their extremities, there are those summer days where the heat demands more rest or the winter mornings cold enough to make people associate cold with an illusionary form of suffering.



But Urvi was a serious one, the kind of person focused on the goal rather than the temporary discomforts the days brought and on the dense foggy days she was all too familiar with the monster that lurked within the boundaries of the park which was on the route of her walks.



One could figure out the silhouette moving. It would only appear during the days with dense fog. Several noticed it, the word got around, the fear rose, the myth developed, the imagination gave way to stories and theories but none dared to step in, yes of course there could always be a person waiting with a knife as Mrs Jain pointed out.



The silhouette approached the entrance of the park where Urvi noticed it coming. She had her reaction in mind and as things became clearer and the shoulders and legs came into view Urvi said, “Good Morning”.



Mr Gopal smiled at Urvi and greeted her back. Urvi had figured out it was him long back, as he was one other person from Urvi’s neighborhood who was as serious about the morning walks. Upon asking him about the supposed monster, Mr Gopal told how he never saw one despite going to the park every day and that is how Urvi figured it out.



She was sure others had figured it out as well, but sometimes a story or two do keep things a bit alive. 

Written by Anuran Chatterji

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