The old man

After like some few hours perhaps he was tired or perhaps he was in a hurry,how was one supposed to know,it was still raining, in a patiently walking in an hurried step ,jack seems quite occupied as no one knows what he was thinking about.

After passing by some passage way, he saw a scene that looks quite pitiful but on second thought and a deeper thinking one would find it quite suspicious.

He paused his footsteps ,taking two steps back he looked into the passage way which seems more narrower that only one person could pass,with weird hut like structures by the side.

"Hey old man are you okay, do you need help", jack called out to the old man who wore a simple worn out, torn clothing the bald man's hair was long barely reaching his waist, with a white colour which seem to have withstand the passing of time.

The man's beard was weirdly long seemingly reaching around the area of his waist. Jack was fist dumbfounded at first, man in which era does this man think he is,but on several though he knew there where some old man which appearances seems to match this old man's own.

But he thought it was only in stories or in movies that he saw or heard this kind of appearance,thinking about it there are some people with some weird lifestyle who cant do but dress weird.

The drenched old man's hand on notice kept trembling as he held his walking stick moving it forward with each step he took. No body knew if it was from the cold or due to the old man's due physique.

Jack stepped forward with the intention of relieving the old man of his burden. Though it may seem like though jack was in a hurry but out of pity he couldn't hear to see such a scene and got like That.

"Young man though I appreciate your help but trust me,I have seen and been through worst" the old man said

" No sir trust me am not much in a hurry but don't you think an extra pair of hand will do" jack refuted back unwilling to go

"Nevertheless you should be a student judging from your uniform and school bag don't you think you should quickly leave the rain" the old man said and continue again.

"But if you say so I hope you wont regret your decision of helping this my old self in my poor state"

"Don't worry sir i know what am doing and besides I can pass here to my house" saying this jack collected the stuff from the old man, strangely enough even though it was not that small it Was weirdly too heavy for its size,but jack didn't think about it to that extend.

Dwindling and twisting through the paths and eventually entering a strange enough garden house which seems out of place,maybe it was because the rain was to heavy causing his vision to be somewhat blurry he couldn't see the road ahead but could make out the figure of the old man.

He had no imagination of how he got here. Following the old man to a simply built small house which was still some how blurry he entered inside.

"Drop the load there",pointing to a corner the man said. After jack helped the man he got set,preparing to go when the man called him.