A Freak

A freak We met him on the road. He was standing at side of it. No plea at all. No placard. No shouts, just a friendly wave. That got me curious. Father had earlier told me to not pick up any hitchhiker from the road. They are usually dangerous he had said. But this one was different. He had a large ransack, some tins, a cap, rusty shoes and shabby face. These were usual for any hitchhiker. This guy had something different and that was his smile. I had never seen a single person on the road, which would not have hopeful eyes, begging for the lift. This one was just happy. His eyes were telling that, he wouldn’t feel sad if we don’t pick him up. So, we did. I backed up my 4 X 4 next to him and told him to hop on. My friend started it. “So? Where to my friend?” “Wherever you are going!”-he said being carefree. “I told you, he is nuts. He just wants to rob us. May be he has a gun or knife with him. You need to drop him off right now”-my friend said anxiously. ...