Just a walk

I really enjoy taking a walk.
Been doing it since I wore frocks.
Yesterday was no different from most days.
Out on the main road, my usual way.

For those of you who don't know about Tauktae.
Well, she did come out in full swing to play.
Rains and winds, so much of breeze.
Approaching monsoons, a wonderful tease.

A relief from the scorching summer heat.
But though many of us thought it was a treat,
it caused quite some destruction
with people and trees praying for protection.

In all honesty, we've endured much worse.
Experts say the spread of covid will be adverse.
All through the streets, there were trees fallen.
Dying branches and leaves getting rotten.

I witnessed some huge trees fall down right before my eyes.
But at that moment I was at my window, blessed to be inside.
Nature is just so gorgeous and beautiful.
Sometimes she gets angry; she's unpredictable.

Sad, as I walked through the wreckage,
attempting to calculate the flora loss in percentage.
I seen a drunk man fallen and resting on the divider.
Not too many on the road, vehicles and tyres.

Well, it's true there are always a couple of these on the sidewalk.
And there was an entire checkpoint of cops around that block.
He obviously didn't have a mask on.
But suddenly of humanity, this paragon...

A food delivery guy stopped his bike to rescue.
Attempting to carry him, he pursued.
He struggled for quite a while.
While the drunk man was conscious but immobile.

The delivery boy didn't give up. He tried and tried.
Until he managed to crutch than man to a safe side.
I smiled to myself, in the midst of a pandemic some people still have compassion.
Yes, he's handling food and deliveries, so his action is debatable.

At that moment he did what he knew to be right.
He culdn't bear another man in such a plight.
Got me to smile and feel like our kind still has hope.
With soft-hearted folks, maybe we'll survive and cope.

Humanity is not dead.
That being said...
When I was just revelling in this hope.
Someone in my path, quite dope!

Gargled his mouth with a sip from his bottle.
And that projectile made me shirk and wobble.
As it landed right ahead of my next footstep.
About the previous incident, almost made me forget.

He was at least ten feet away.
Quite some emotions, all in a day!
It was followed by absolutely no reaction.
As he took another sip and drank to satisfaction.

So, four emotions and four stories.
Beauty, despair, hope or worry.
You cannot control the circumstances.
But in your mind, you could choose to dance.

Just a few random thoughts...
...as I took a walk!
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  1. Wow m a walk a nice therapy, and my dilemma in a crossroad you’re choosing a farm, a restaurant, a bakery… well we’re need fuel in order to a hardest walk. Take care Ruelha

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    1. Oh yes, it is therapy indeed. I love just walking on the streets or sitting on a nice sandy beach or just staring at nature… few of the most amazing simple pleasures in life. πŸ™‚
      I know right, what a dilemma. πŸ˜‰

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  2. Oh Goodness Rue Thought You Might
    Be Too Far South To Be Impacted by

    Indian Hurricane Tauktae

    My Other Indian Friend

    From Ahmedabad

    Her Home Town

    Impacted Yesterday too…

    Glad It Wasn’t too Bad For You

    Where You LiVE And A Very Inspiring

    Story Here You Tale About the DarK And

    LiGHT We Naturally Encounter In All Our

    Breathing Journeys and Paths of

    Life Oh Yes All the Heat

    And Humidity Although

    Not As Intense for

    Sure as the

    Most Southern

    Latitudes of India

    Strangely Tropical Storm

    Winds Welcome To Cool Where We

    Live too Particularly Hehe in all the Years

    i Lived With No Central Air-conditioning in

    Car Or Home When Young Where Even

    A Fan Was a Luxury then

    And yes Strangely


    Close to Hurricane Winds

    too Until the 1990’s And 2000’s

    And Now 2020’s Come With Winds

    That Destroy Living Ways too As Pandemics Do As Well..:)

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    1. Oh yes I remember the days when a fan was luxury. And I remember when I bought my first AC…so so so so well. It’s got too many memories attached to that story. πŸ˜‰ I think I bought it when I was 19 or 20… for my room only. πŸ˜‰

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      1. Oh Goodness
        No AC in The



        19 Or 20
        No Wonder
        Your Skin Still

        Glows Hehe Bet
        It Felt Like Heaven


        Your Face
        In Front of
        Your First AC
        In Southern



        Summer Swelterβ˜ΊοΈπŸ™Œ

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  3. Wow…. A beautiful poem I should say!!! πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ A normal life portrayed in a simple poetry. Who else can write like this except my dearest Ru?? You are undoubtedly an amazing poet dear Ru ❀️
    Stay safe, stay inside πŸ€—πŸ€—

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  4. Oh boy Rue,
    the trials and tribulations in one day. Destruction, hope, despair and kindness all in one day. Hope you catch a break there soon and you stay safeπŸ’–πŸ’–β€οΈβ€οΈ Nice poem beautifully expressed❣️❣️

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