Untitled- ( Art of Spontaneous Thought)

He had been tracking her footprints, which could be seen clearly in the mud, for the past two hours. Hoping that he would find the person to whom the footprints belonged at the end of the trail.

The day was dying away and the sun could be seen sinking above the horizon, the first stars of the night had started to reveal themselves and the wind had started to shift.

He had begun to wonder how he will track the footprints in the dark when, to his surprise, the footprints came to halt at the point where he was standing. He looked all around hoping that he would find her somewhere closeby.

He heard a familiar voice behind him and as he turned around he saw her standing awed at his sight. “What are you doing here? Have you been following me?” she said. “You know you are not supposed to come out on the moor all by yourself, why do you have to be so stubborn.” he said.

“I dont need anyone telling me what I can and cannot do. Why do you always act like you care so much, I know you dont.” she said. ” I have lived under your shadow long enough and I wont take it anymore. You say that the moor is a dangerous place at night, well what is the worst thing that can happen to me.”

“There will be a night when I will go out on the moor and I wont return only for you to find me dead somewhere on the moor, I want you to know this that I would have died a good death.” , and with that she turned around leaving him standing on the moonlit moor.

The Way Back Home…

Today was just another monday when returning from the office I decided to stop at my tailor’s and after finishing my business there, I had the choice whether to take a cab or walk home.

Although I was tired out from the day’s happenings, I still decided on walking back home. I knew that by taking a cab I could save twenty minutes but something inside of me insisted that I should walk back home.

So I set off for my approximately twenty minutes walk, all the time talking to myself. It turned out that I had a lot of things on my mind that needed sorting out, and what better time and setting for such a task than a solitary peaceful walk under the beautiful night sky full of glittering stars.

It really felt great as I was able to connect to my inner self. The feeling of just being able to spend a few minutes from the whole day, by myself and listening to the person within was so great that at one point I wished that the way back home would get a little longer or I should walk slowly so as to be able to extend those few minutes.

Eventually, my journey came to an end and as I got in the house I realized something else.

On my way back, I passed through a market from which I bought a few things for which I would have had to get out of the house again to buy them had I not bought them then. I also met someone outside my house whom I had some business with.

I realized that if I had taken the cab, I would have had to get out of the house again to go buy the things, I would not have met the person since I would have reached home twenty minutes earlier, and not to mention the cab fare I would have had to pay : )

So, it turned out to be a great walk back home which I very much enjoyed not only because I benefitted from it in so many ways, but because the connection I was able to make with my inner self made me enjoy my way back home…

[Ak]