Thanks to our rental community's initiative, our gym is in renovation and a few of the regulars are in the sun (ok winter sun) trying hard to do some semblance of exercise to keep from putting on more weight.
This motivated me to form a path my self. This path is complete around my community, an O that forms. I start by leaving my pilla with the bus and then starting off, almost wistfully looking at the warm gym and putting hoodie on my ears I start off. I reach the main road and start off. There is a community of self owned homes that starts just after our rental community. My eyes mentally start doing the usual searching and mental check as I find it. There is a house that some times emanates delicious indian smells (more on that later). A house later that house that has near ripe sweet limes, then the house that has wind chimes and weirdly painted tattooed moon hanging. I turn right then and forge a bit uphill ahead. The community still continues and then there is a park at the other side of the road. a science academy passes me and I run the three roads leading in and out of it as there are cars reaching and exiting the academy. Then another community starts. The road now starts getting calmer and soon I see the sign for school zone end . I walk for new more minutes to find another sign stating school ahead. I see a house that had pomegranates hanging from a corner tree (they are extremely sour...I had picked one outside for experimental purpose) soon another school starts, this one an international school. I reach a corner from where I take a right again. I meet an aged volunteer (who would surely pass as Santa clause in Christmas) who shouts a hearty good morning to me. I shout back smilingly as I forge ahead. after this school ends, another one is already in the horizon. I meet an aged Greta Garbo volunteer sitting on the chair who gives a robust good morning and makes me instantly give a warm smile. I meet a few of my path friends (!!) like a rather handsome mouchtached and bearded person in shorts and goggles or a bespectacled Robin Williams replica in a bit weird cycle ( he carries his kid in the carrier behind him) who smiles and waves . sometimes a Chinese old woman who smiles back at me. I pass the school's ground where preschoolers are playing and creating a cute ruckus a few parents in groups and gossiping.
I reach my place to take the D track and again walk the same track but in opposite direction. Since this path is more down hill, I finish my calls then. the path by now had become silent due the schools starting their daily curriculum by now. I pass the park again and decide to come one day on my own with a coffee and snack and sit on one of the benches and enjoy. But even my self knows that this wont happen. I reach my place. Cold from outside the jacket but my tee sticking to me. I remove my shoes slowly and start a tea before I head to shower. Days workout over.
This motivated me to form a path my self. This path is complete around my community, an O that forms. I start by leaving my pilla with the bus and then starting off, almost wistfully looking at the warm gym and putting hoodie on my ears I start off. I reach the main road and start off. There is a community of self owned homes that starts just after our rental community. My eyes mentally start doing the usual searching and mental check as I find it. There is a house that some times emanates delicious indian smells (more on that later). A house later that house that has near ripe sweet limes, then the house that has wind chimes and weirdly painted tattooed moon hanging. I turn right then and forge a bit uphill ahead. The community still continues and then there is a park at the other side of the road. a science academy passes me and I run the three roads leading in and out of it as there are cars reaching and exiting the academy. Then another community starts. The road now starts getting calmer and soon I see the sign for school zone end . I walk for new more minutes to find another sign stating school ahead. I see a house that had pomegranates hanging from a corner tree (they are extremely sour...I had picked one outside for experimental purpose) soon another school starts, this one an international school. I reach a corner from where I take a right again. I meet an aged volunteer (who would surely pass as Santa clause in Christmas) who shouts a hearty good morning to me. I shout back smilingly as I forge ahead. after this school ends, another one is already in the horizon. I meet an aged Greta Garbo volunteer sitting on the chair who gives a robust good morning and makes me instantly give a warm smile. I meet a few of my path friends (!!) like a rather handsome mouchtached and bearded person in shorts and goggles or a bespectacled Robin Williams replica in a bit weird cycle ( he carries his kid in the carrier behind him) who smiles and waves . sometimes a Chinese old woman who smiles back at me. I pass the school's ground where preschoolers are playing and creating a cute ruckus a few parents in groups and gossiping.
I reach my place to take the D track and again walk the same track but in opposite direction. Since this path is more down hill, I finish my calls then. the path by now had become silent due the schools starting their daily curriculum by now. I pass the park again and decide to come one day on my own with a coffee and snack and sit on one of the benches and enjoy. But even my self knows that this wont happen. I reach my place. Cold from outside the jacket but my tee sticking to me. I remove my shoes slowly and start a tea before I head to shower. Days workout over.
