Its close to midnight, I am standing in a metro station. It's somewhere near Taksim. I have to go back to the hotel. My tram card isn't working, I don't have enough credit in it. I go to the recharge machine, but the machines do not accept the currency notes. Maybe its the state the note is in, maybe it's the denomination.
In slight panic, I try at all the machines one by one, same result , the machines keep spitting out the notes. The noise around me increases , the commotion increases as well. The trains will soon stop. I will have to walk back. My phone is almost out of battery. The money I have is not enough for a cab back. It feels like the lights dim out .. hope starts to leave.
And then I see her , standing there with a glow around her. Graceful , smart , smiling and always there for me. She see's whats happening, she takes the money, stops people passing by and asks them for change. People feel reluctant to help, she doesn't stop. I am frozen, I tell her i'd walk , she ignores. She finds the change, gets my card working again. Time slows down again.
I get on the train. I would have walked back if it wasn't for her. I wanted her to tell me, that, everything will be okay , but she had never lied and never could, she didn't say anything. This was one of the reasons I loved her, her grace, her truth , herself . She had always stepped in front of all of my problems and never let me walk back home. But one day I will have to walk back home.
