You're a Lucky Man

By: Nerrolken

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You're a Lucky Man - Nerrolken

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I got a haircut today. When I left, an old, gray-haired Indian man with a big bushy beard locked his eyes on me from almost a block away. Laser-focused. Not threatening, not angry, just intently and intensely looking. Regarding me. Almost like he was trying to figure me out.

He was between me and my car, so I started walking toward him. I looked back, though not with the intensity that he was sending straight at me. I smiled at him. No reaction. I nodded at some passersby as I walked, checked the time on my phone. It takes a while to walk a city block, when you're aware that you're being watched.

All the while, he stared at me. Blank expression, nothing on his face except for a searching, evaluating look in his eye.

When I got a building or two away, I nodded at him. It seemed like a polite way to acknowledge his presence. He said nothing, made no move. Just watched me.

Finally, my car in sight, I passed right in front of him. He turned his head to follow me, looking me right in the eye. When I was directly in front of him, not three feet away, he finally spoke.

"You are a lucky man," he said. "You know why."

With that, he turned and walked away. He never hesitated, never looked back. I didn't respond to him, although I did stop and watch him leave for a few moments. Then I got into my car, and he disappeared around the corner.

To be honest, I don't know what just happened. Or even, really, what he meant. But I haven't stopped thinking about that encounter all afternoon, and the more I think about it, the more I think,

"You know what? He's right."