A horse's tale...

Aloha! 

This is a first for me, writing two posts in the same month.  Maybe it is all the free time that I have in hand and the lack of things to do. But, writing has always been a good way to vent out for me or in polite terms "an artistic expression". Any which way, it is what it is. 

Now, before you have any ideas about what I am going to write by the title, stop right there. A Horse's Tale by Mark Twain has no relation whatsoever to my current post. (Can't help it but had you read my previous blog post you would know who Mark Twain was, just saying). 

Coming back to the post I am writing, its something that struck me while I was talking to a very good friend of mine, (big shout out to you sweet pea). Somehow, the conversation turned to horses and the idea struck me. 

Now, I am a big fan of romance novels (go ahead judge me), and almost every novella has a horse in it somehow. A knight in shining armor comes along riding on a horse, a cowboy rides a horse and the girl swoons, an ordinary girl who is not expecting love to strike her (that sounds a bit scary but I like the sound of love striking someone) see's a man riding a horse and love happens and many more. 

So, basically what I understand is that a horse has a LOT to do with love and all that comes with it. *ponders* 

Its funny how that is true. Not that I am saying that we fall in love with a taangewala (horse carriage driver), but he too must get attention through his job profile. Wow. 

A horse has a lot to do with love, apparently. Whether it is a horse carriage ride in Central Park, New York or the same in Marine Drive, Mumbai. The way a man would woo a woman. Indian weddings have grooms riding (sitting potentially these days, ugh what happened to real men?!) a horse to the wedding venue. Though now its elephants and vintage cars or just plain cars. To each his own.

A horse is everywhere love is. 

The other day I was watching The Runaway Bride( a girl has to do what she has to do) and in the end there was the most handsome and cute Richard Gere and the jaw dropping-ly gorgeous Julia Roberts getting married....cut to them riding off, on a horse, into the sunset. Ah! 

Now, I am not very fond of horse's. We don't really look each other in the eye ever since Hero (oh! the irony) , my training horse, kicked me off! Ahem, but what I find interesting is how the city slicker Richard Gere who drives a corvette knows how to ride and ride like a pro...But that is all keeping aside the romance of it. See, this is why logic is so claustrophobic at times. 

So, back to the film, there I was watching the two ride away... 

But...what...a horse...but... Of course! 

*sigh*

Diddle dum diddle da, a horse is the prime factor in love. Much like a precursor. 

Now now, I am not saying that it is God's own truth and this may sound like faff to a LOT of people. But this is what I have come to realise. 

Its all a horse's tale my friend. All a horse's tale.

That is more than enough for now! 

Stay Alive.

Peace out! 

xoxo