Ordinary Guy is probably going to shoot me soon - for posting more than he can keep up with (in my defence, you can't control genius).
I didn't go to the beach today, though I did visit the farm this morning with Dad. We went to pick our sheep for Eid (which is in two weeks time). My brother is the one who's supposed to take up the mantle of Eid responsibilities, but like with everything else, I end up picking up the slack. Not that I'm complaining (I always said that I should have been their first son); I'm glad we get to learn how to do these things; I'm glad it's a family tradition to do it ourselves and not parcel it out to the nearest farm like most of the people I know - it breeds experience; it breeds a sense of family; it breeds a personal history.
Fortune Cookie Says: Sometimes in their attempt to give children what they did not have, parents forget to give children what they did have.
Anyway, I saw a bull which was so massive, even sitting down, it was larger than any of the others in the pen; it was, quite literally, larger than Bob's fly away Atos. If that thing decided to charge me, I probably would have found the strength in a heartbeat to jump the fence without preamble! Today was actually kind of fun...and then a sheep sat on my leg. I learnt, that there is no reasoning with a sheep.
And, I am absolutely, phenomenally lucky to be living in such a beautiful part of the world. I couldn't help but gloat to myself on my afternoon jog today: it was a combination of the lush, green forest on my right and the sugar cane plantations on my left; the gust of fresh, sea air rushing into my lungs and the perfectly blue sky overhead; the road, being swallowed up by my trainers and the feeling of weightless that crept into my legs after the first two km's.
Then I reached the point where my body said to me, "You're finished, time to slow down," but my mind whispered, "Just a little further." And just a little further, turned into just a little further...and further...and further. Till before I knew it, I'd completed my goal of 8km's.
The mind is a powerful ally, if only you listen to it.
Today, I thank You God, for: my healthy and supple body; for my elastic mind; for my paradoxically fragile and tenacious heart.
I didn't go to the beach today, though I did visit the farm this morning with Dad. We went to pick our sheep for Eid (which is in two weeks time). My brother is the one who's supposed to take up the mantle of Eid responsibilities, but like with everything else, I end up picking up the slack. Not that I'm complaining (I always said that I should have been their first son); I'm glad we get to learn how to do these things; I'm glad it's a family tradition to do it ourselves and not parcel it out to the nearest farm like most of the people I know - it breeds experience; it breeds a sense of family; it breeds a personal history.
Fortune Cookie Says: Sometimes in their attempt to give children what they did not have, parents forget to give children what they did have.
Anyway, I saw a bull which was so massive, even sitting down, it was larger than any of the others in the pen; it was, quite literally, larger than Bob's fly away Atos. If that thing decided to charge me, I probably would have found the strength in a heartbeat to jump the fence without preamble! Today was actually kind of fun...and then a sheep sat on my leg. I learnt, that there is no reasoning with a sheep.
Then I reached the point where my body said to me, "You're finished, time to slow down," but my mind whispered, "Just a little further." And just a little further, turned into just a little further...and further...and further. Till before I knew it, I'd completed my goal of 8km's.
The mind is a powerful ally, if only you listen to it.
Today, I thank You God, for: my healthy and supple body; for my elastic mind; for my paradoxically fragile and tenacious heart.
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