Benefits of walking like a turtle- Dilsha XI A
Ever wondered what is going through the head of the person standing next to you or walking in front of you? What if you were walking through a lonely street at 6 a.m. in the morning during a chilly winter season?
There I was going about my usual route to my bus stop. There was one stop few steps from my building but for some unknown reason my bus driver just refuses to pick me up from there. But most of the time I like walking all the way to my bus stop which is 6 buildings away from my own.
It was a chilly winter morning with mist all around. I was cozy in my beanie and kept walking, hugging myself. Well more like dragging my feet. One of the reasons why my mom stopped accompanying me to the bus stop was because according to her, I walk like a turtle. Before you put on your judging caps and say I’m lazy to go to school, hear me out. It was 6 a.m. in the morning! I rather sip hot cocoa and snuggle in my blanket than walk in the dark misty street. And also there was the fact that I am always 20 minutes earlier than my bus and thus I have no reason to be in rush. I am not denying the fact that I am lazy. I am just stating out other factors that go along with my ‘walking turtle’ situation.
Walking like a turtle or not, I was minding my own business. Out of nowhere a man comes in front of me. He was a few inches taller than me and was sipping steaming hot tea.
“Good morning!” he wished me with a full teeth smile and kept walking forward. I don’t know whether it was the drastic difference between his dark complexion and his white teeth or those blue Reebok shoes that stopped me in my tracks but I mumbled a Good morning nevertheless. I am not sure he heard it though.
When I came to senses and processed what had just happened (which I am still not sure what it is), he was gone.
Don’t get me wrong, this was not one ‘horrific’ experience or anything. It was a genuine greeting. What’s taunting me is why would someone wish a stranger a good morning? Or anything good at all?
What’s even more disturbing is that why I would ask such a question? Was the thought of someone who you don’t know, wishing you a good morning, something fictional? An illusion? A myth?
I managed to mumble out a good morning. What else should have I done? What would someone else have done?
I haven’t seen him again. But if he is reading this (which I highly doubt), I would like to thank him- First for wishing me a good morning, second for giving me another idea for a blog and third for helping me question my thinking mentality.
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