Find Me Walking

Walking is simple. Moving from one place to another. Easy. Not unless you really think about it. Ever thought of how many cells, tissues, muscles, bones, nutrients and other elements are responsible for it?

It takes so much effort from the human body to do an everyday task. Constantly performing different tasks simultaneously must be so tiring, especially if we humans don't even realise half the things going wrong or right. Like the body doesn't stop working till the point it just stops working. No wonder we basically die every time something happens.

Now walking can have several reasons behind it. Fun, work, exercise, blah and blah. My favourite type is the leisure one. Where you just observe. Look around. Breathe.

When you look up and all you see is the sun shining bright in its powerful glory, floating amongst cotton candy clouds in front of a smooth textured pastel blue painting. It is then when you realise why someone thought of drawing the sun as a circle with lines around it to represent rays. The energy such view radiates does nothing but lighten you up. And also drench you in sweat.

Pictures cannot capture the reality but that's our best shot to store moments because today or tomorrow our brain memory never remembers moments in their entirety. When nature paints great landscapes, you can't expect your brain to imprint the scene but what stays is the feeling which vague but always remembered.

As the stereotypical line goes, the sun which has risen, has to set. But what we forget is that goodbye to sunshine is strenuous. Arduous in a way that you feel empty. Emptiness being poignant brings you down but the sweetness of the moments spend in contentment and joy with the sunshine dilutes the feelings with pain fleeing the bit.

The beauty of life with and without light is what stands out at those jiffs of dusk and dawn.