“Every path hath its own personality,” I mentioned to Abhay as we reached a juncture, turned a corner, and allowed our feet to feel all the different stones. Our eyes were excited by the blackness of those stones.
“Unique from the rest of the trails,” I added.
“They are going to put tar on the surface,” said Abhay.
“Don’t tell me!”
“That’s the plan,” said Abhay, a resident of Mayapur.
“To accommodate hardware,” I thought; hardware (meaning cars and scooters) and less software (meaning feet).
I wish I could love
as much as people love their vehicles.
On one of the trails nearby the local elephants do tread. They, the two females, Visnupriya and Laksmipriya, have their daily strolls just like us. They have their personalities too. Vishnupriya, the slightly smaller, is feisty. News got around that one time, while walking by, a woman (a pilgrim I suppose) just got too close to the giant mammal. Vishnupriya picked her up at the waist with her powerful nose and tossed the lady in the ditch. She ‘ditched’ her.
My sympathies go out to the woman who was thrown. I am not aware of any serious injuries. May the presiding deities of
Krishna, in the name of Radha Madhava, give protection to
all, as well as to the trails that connect people to each other, and to
opportunities. Each trail is unique and
it carries with it the weight of trucks, people, and elephants.
May the Source be with you!