The Contrary Wheelchair

Non fiction

A lunatic waving like a sain man

I walk happily. I just heard the good news, I see the clouds and the blue sky, I have some new tennis shoes, and I feel them well. I walk south on a minor avenue in the city. I always liked to see people, buildings, doormen, cars, the color of dresses, what the bikes say in their delivery boxes, see the faces of people, in short, I am an observer of life, and I like it.
I walked doing and meditating when I look towards the avenue that goes in the opposite direction to mine. Through the trees that separate us, I see a person, in a wheelchair, alone, pushing himself with one foot, with no one else in sight. Strange situation! I think to myself. I keep walking and keep watching as this person continues to walk in parallel with me, pushing his chair hard — the city does not have adequate access for the disabled, and it is “normal” for a person to walk down an avenue. He was traveling in the inner lane, near the sidewalk.
I kept looking at him intently, and I realized that he started to deviate to the outer lane and, apart from that, began to walk backward. The cars dodged and did not whistle. “Magic realism¨! It is the first thing that occurs to me, and it seemed that nobody cared. I thought to myself that I didn’t want to deal with this, that I didn’t want to do it, why ?, when I’m with good things! why just today? !!!
I realized that the problem was bigger than me, but I still had to do something! It was a critical situation. As I started jogging towards him, I called the police for help to solve the problem.
As I get closer, I realize that he is in pajamas, slippers, and with a splint on his left foot. The pajamas are striped and also have a sleeping gown: the overall set is clean but old. He walks in the opposite direction, and with the wheelchair directed backward by the fast lane, he looks like a beast desperate to get anywhere!
I do not believe what I see. With the phone in my ear, I approach and ask the man calmly if he knows he is in the opposite direction, and all he does is look at me and push himself harder. I keep asking him things: his name if he feels well, and all I see are deep blue eyes, similar to Arctic ice mixed with the color of the sky. He looks at me intently: for a moment, the whole situation is static while I experience the in-depth look of those eyes.
He keeps…

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