Run forrest run

Not really sure what triggered this.
Has been a while since I ran.
But a movie sequence where I saw someone running through a jungle just stirred something.
And then saw couple of kids running on the road.
( It was not forrest gump - title is a little derivative , I know ).

What is it about running?

Why does it move something primal within us?

Whether that is a kid running with the most beautiful flow , legs moving as if in a symphony, absence of the knots , chains, bells that someone tied to our souls as we grew up.

It is as if the kid is showing the middle finger to the grown up.

Fuck the stance, posture, pronation, efficiency.

This what I am doing, says the kid, is being free.

Legs moving way ahead of body, almost like the mind, free to go where it wants.

Mocks the grown up, whose mind is blocked, timid , scared to go beyond the fences.

What is it about running?

I think because it is non judgmental, agnostic of rigid set of rules, destination, locus , forgiving and unforgiving at the same time.

Yes, some run towards their purpose, some away from it, some run towards the deepest fears, some as far away as they can from those demons.

Some run towards responsibilities, some run away from them.

Towards the unknown sometimes, the others running towards the cocoon whose warmth they so love.

While I ran towards the maze , I see someone dashing back to the roads they knew at the back of their heads.

To , from, towards, away, focused, distracted , exhilarated , hurt, scared runs.

In the end, the steps are not judging you, for the pain of the journey stays same.

Knees hurt, breath hurts, heck the mind hurts.

It is the choices we make, the runs we choose on this calendar of life.

Some really long that don’t seem long, some, just to the next block and boy does do they take a weird turn.

We are designed to run, loaded with a program just to run, the bugs of where,why,good ,bad,difficult,easy just crept up.

So as long as you run, and it is yours, who cares what anyone thinks.

Sweat is a currency through which we pay our dues in this world.

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And that is pure.