Why I like Walks.

Normally, I don't walk. Or to be specific I don't walk alone. Most of the times I am either accompanied by my younger brother or my mom. For me, to walk is something very deep and meaningful. It's not just walking with your feet to reach a particular place or shop. It's meeting you. Like feeling everything around you, walking slow, looking at everybody, gathering your thoughts, smiling or crying (based on your mood), talking to yourself, thinking about nothing, breathing. It may be a little stupid but believe me it is really pretty when you walk on a little street or a road, alone and walking and feeling nothing. Just you. 

Mostly if you wanna walk, I'd prefer to say that you shall walk on a street with less transport (mainly less noise), preferably alone! Because walking with somebody may start into a conversation or argument, it is very rare when you walk with somebody and he/she says nothing and just keeps walking with you (that's a dog, OMG you can go to a walk with your dog).Also, it is not necessary that take a long walk, it's fine if you take a short one.

Also, prefer walking at evenings, it gives the vibe.

Coming back, I walked two days ago, just the way I described above. For the first time. It was a pretty great experience. So let me just start:

I was coming back from a uniform shop where my parents and I bought my blazer for school. Papa said to walk home as mamma and papa had to go somewhere from that place. So I crossed the road. Walked home. It was a 5 minute walk. I still remember, it was around 8'o clock at night and the street was empty. I saw some little girls swinging in the park. Then I thought if somebody would kidnap me (I was alone for the first time). That very moment there was a left turn and I saw a man leaning against a car, a man coming out from his house with a young man who was his servant because he was carrying something and was being instructed by the man. I crossed that way and I took a sigh of relief. Then I saw a car which was reversing and a dressed lady sitting next to the driver's seat (they maybe  going somewhere). And then I noticed myself breathing, it was cold, of course the wind touched my cheeks and I felt so beautiful. 

I stopped stressing over the Thought.

 I walked more and met a right turn, took two more steps, climbed the stairs, rung the bell and I was home. Back to the world. 

I didn't want those moments to end. Try walking anywhere(parks, to a cafe, the street in front your house, to your friend's house, to your painting classes, to that bus stop, to a little market) for just like five minutes, every two months or so. You'll love it. It's a break. And it'll surprise you.

                

                                                                                     By Saniya Sethi

                                                                                          Experience: like 5 minutes