I stood there in the middle of nowhere, looking up at the tall trees as they made sounds in order to seek my attention.
I didn't know What this place and the things that lived here were doing to me, but I was more drawn to these woods than I was ever to home.
Sometimes I ask myself if I am built in this way or it's just a phase, that want to stop at each corner of every place weird, strange, beautiful or sad, and take notes of the happenings there just like I do when surrounded by people, I want to be able to tell them what they should know about themselves, and make them realize that they are just not appreciating them because it's themselves! It's strange as I say it now, however, then when nobody was there to judge me on stopping for minutes and doing nothing but staring at the trees, one at a time, and noticing silly things like its rough yet royal bark or the way their solidarity creeped under my skin and made me feel as if I was trespassing their territory-that It felt nice, it felt as if I could do anything in the world without having to please anyone. I wouldn't be asked to walk pass this place because someone you're walking with has somewhere else to be.
I realized that not having someone telling me to stop doing things is really what I need. I need noone actually, maybe this is one of the reasons that I like walking going to places alone, walking alone:
Because the idea of freedom to me is trespassing the tree-land and watching the natives talk to themselves about the punishment theyshould give me.
And l'd tell them how beautiful their skin looks and how
green and rich their hair is, even if they don't listen to me it's okay, atleast I can speak my mind.
I don't have to understand their language, they don't have to understand me.
And the most important thing, no matter how much they try, they can't stop me.
~ Pushpanjali
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