Monday, June 29, 2015

#sherxzw Series: White Horse


The first time I thought I would go horse riding was when we were on our Australian road trip.

We had planned to visit a horse ranch and woke up bright and early for that. Our plans were in turn foiled and my month-long hopes settled into the sand under the hooves of the many horses I stroked and hugged that day.

Never mind that I couldn't ride them, spending some time together would be enough.

From then, I never thought much about when my next opportunity would arrive nor did I deliberately put horse-riding into my near future plans. Though it'd long been on my bucket list, it wasn't nagging at the back of my mind.

Going on the Bali trip, I only knew we were going to ride camels. So imagine my surprise when I found out that I would finally be riding a horse. A white horse.

I was eager to ride it of course, and I kept stroking its neck and talking to it like it was my best friend.

That day was one of the most magical days of my life not only because I was riding a horse, but also because I was in a white wedding gown and on a beautiful white horse. It made the narrative way more enchanting. Save that it was scorching, as with all the other days, the photo shoot time ended before it had begun.

It was too short!

I must have been the sun for more than half an hour but it did not feel one bit that long.

We spent time at the shoreline, waiting for the waves to hit its hooves and provide a rhythmic calmness. Each time the waters receded, we sunk a little. Each time, it remained stoic, conveying a strong message: Trust me.

Also, it kept lapping up water from the sea.

It really seemed to enjoy itself so much.

Horses are amazing animals. The fluidity in their movements, the grace in their demeanour and the strength in their physique truly inspire me.

I vividly remember how it galloped away when we were about to leave. Poor horse in captivity, I thought to myself then. It reminded me of my university days when I listened excessively to Natasha Bedingfield's Wild Horses -

I see the girl I wanna be
Riding bare back, carefree along the shore
If only that someone was me
Jumping head first headlong without a thought
To act and damn the consequence
How I wish it could be that easy
But fear surrounds me like a fence
I wanna break free

All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear but not feel scared

Wild horses, I wanna be like you
Throwing caution to the wind
I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love like I'm longing to
I wanna run with the wild horses, run with the wild horses

People can be just as trapped. Not necessarily physically, but emotionally. If someone or something has a hold on you, my sincere hope is for love to set you free.