I took a water break.
Bought new shoes.
Cleaned my attire.
Analysed my running journey.
Put new shoes on.
Wore the clean jersey.
Tied up my hair.
Warm up.
And start jogging,
again.
Not looking for pacers anymore,
I tell myself.
But this man tried to pace.
I ignored him for 4months.
He approached me finally,
so we ran together before..
he went faster,
I caught up everytime,
though.
We ran,
without words of exchange.
The pace and comfort,
unexplainable by words.
I paced with my heart.
One day he finally talks.....
"dont follow me anymore".
I stumbled upon,
he wasnt pacing me,
he was RUNNING AWAY from me.
And he is far ahead now,
with a group of his friends,
on the track.
The familar figure of his backview,
diminished in my vision,
with every step I now take.
Next thing I remembered,
I collapsed.
I had a fall and cut myself,
it will take sometime,
before I wake..
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