Can't get enough

I don’t remember exactly how cultivated the habit of walking. I guess it is in human nature to start walking on their two feet as soon as they learn to know how their body can slide and glide and move with a certain rhythm in it. My mother tells me as a child I had broken three baby-walkers, this itself must tell you all how eager I was about walking and moving here and there. From the very early days of my life I was known as an avid walker. I couldn’t sit for long, I had to walk here and there, to eager not to stop or rest. Walking, running, hopping, jumping comprised the main activities of my life. It was fun and it still is fun.


I remember once during puja holidays in school I went to stay at my uncle’s place with my elder sister. It used to be fun back then when my grandfather was alive and grandmother and us. It was so cool just to be with them. Anyways, so uncle, aunty, us and my cousins decided to go pandal hopping. Known for his misery attitude everyone knew that uncle would make everyone walk. :-P Everyone was soon tired off because of the walk and moreover the stamping crowd. But I remember being able to walk so comfortably. This is one of my long walks which I remember. It was fun to watch others walk past you, you walking past a few. And looking at others, being looked at, it was so different. Then I remember the long evening walks we used to have in our first house. It was the best place on earth, if given a choice I would love to go back there and live the rest of my life. In the evenings after dad and mom would return from their work and we would finish off our homework and early dinner, we all would lock the front doors and leave for our evening walks together. I don’t remember Goldie [our first dog] much in the walks but when I look back at those memories I can see myself running around with Tuffy [our second dog].It was so fun, both of us, me and Tuffy would run here and there, race with each other and as soon as some stupid street dog would come to attack him he would run towards me and I, hardly in class 2 or 3 would run for his protection. And I still remember beating up these pair of dogs who were successful in attacking my dear hero. I still miss him, he was my best friend. I don’t remember ever being alone back then. Tuffy was always there with me. And I remember how we would play hide and seek and whenever there was waterlog in front of our house, both of us would go crazy. He would run here and there and I would run after him, even my elder sister would join us in. it was so much fun. And then when in class 3 I guess I started going to school on my own, it wasn’t far, and would come back home, he would jump over me and our celebrations wouldn’t end ever. It was fun back then.
And then there was those early morning walks when dad would wake us all up and take us to the park before sunrise. And all four of us along with Tuffy would watch the sun rise and I would go crazy in the small rides, and especially the slide where I and Tuffy would jump in together and he would actually slide down. Then at times there were lonely walks as well. I would go out on my own and walk about here and there. I would even go out in the market all alone. It was all so much fun for me. The place we used to live in was blessed with nature’s bounty and it was so green and pure and quiet and serene. I remember the inner peace we all had there and how much we all used to walk.

Then there were those days when I would walk to follow. Those were also fun. My grandfather walking in front of me and me running behind him trying to keep up with his pace. He would go to a thousand places in a single day and he was the only person who could tire me off of walking. I still remember whenever he used to come to our place on weekends, he would get those chocolate cookies for me and I would go crazy after them. Then he would get me stationary stuff as well and those scented pens and smart note books and all. Gosh, I miss him.

Then there was a time when I was again walking alone. Those walk where from the bus-stop to my school. Three years of lonesome walks made me a lot stronger than what I was earlier. A lot of things changed in me since my first walk. The hazy pictures were clearing now and there were different and new avenues to be explored within my own self. The next two years I didn’t walk much, didn’t had to because there was always someone beside me walking or holding my hand. Great years they were.

Then college life. Was really scared of walking all alone once again. I knew things are never going to be the same. Oh by the way, I had lost Tuffy by now and there was no hero in my life. In fact I believe that there cannot be another hero for me. He was the best and he is an inspiration for me. A dog and an inspiration is a little weird but he is always with me. Anyways in my first year, I did most of my walking all alone. I was scared but strong enough never to give in. these days were nice also, cause even in my loneliness my thoughts always gave me company. Then the second year and came in people who never left my side. Even in third year there were people around me walking with me always. Miss you all dear. By the first year came Dodo[our 3rd dog], my birthday gift, and we never got get along. Guess I was scared if he would take Tuffy's place in my life. In 2nd year DJ [our 4th dog] came into our lives. He is awesome, my baby and my sweetheart, I just love to pamper him. :D

For my birthday treat we all had gone to Forum that was one of the most happening days of my life. My parents were supposed to pick me up in the evening from outside of the college gate so we had to return from Forum back to the car. The walk from Forum till the college in the evening was awesome. I got such great friends. My first walk in college with friends who are still there with me. Since then I had a lot of walks with A, G and P. it was fun, it felt like I too have people with me who care. :-) thanks guys. Love you all. I remember the day I had to stay back in college for this union meeting and it was really getting late. Jon and Aubhi were there with me. And the walk back with Jon where both of us were literally running was awesome. That was the day when I and Jon connected and I came to know some great things about the guy and actually me we both realized how well we understand each other. Miss you too mate. Then came new friends in third year with whom I went for lots of shopping. There was always Pallavi with me from the first year and then came more friends. Pallavi and I used to have a blast together. We were just together walking, talking, and having a great time. Miss you too dear >:D<
Walk with Neel is also memorable. Walks with Arpita was fun and interesting, got to learn a lot of abuses from her. :D

I miss my walks these days… but I haven’t given up still…



There are more walks still left to be undertaken. There are still streets left for me to cover. There are lots of people I still haven’t had a chance to walk with. I am ready for the walks. I am ready for the new changes. I am ready to walk some more.