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There are instances where the aspect of time and space seizes. Like a man in solitary confinement, he can retain his sanity or goes crazy, the silence kills him. Every click of the clock gets him closer to something he cannot experience, there is no clarity, no place to go. Zobel walked the days dazed, in directions that were unknown, he didn’t care about being followed and he sure was in the initial days but then the people left him alone. The bewilderment and confusion made him walk in unknown directions.
This day was no different, a tsunami of thoughts went through his mind, he was a loser, a defector and now a runaway. What would happen to his home, his wife and kids, the wife who never loved him? He was lost in his thoughts and was walking in a light drizzle.
“Where you are going General”, chuckled a cute little kid.
“Get away, go on and go back to your friends”, Zobel was in no mood of holding a conversation, at least with a kid.
“Are you really as brave as my friends tell me?”, he was keeping pace all the time with Zobel, “you know my friends think that I will never be a warrior, they think the best I would do in life is to milk cows, do you think the same, Zobel?.
Zobel was losing his patience and wanted to toss the kid of the cliff. “Kid I am sure your friends are waiting for you, maybe they need you to get them some milk, so can you just leave me alone?”.
“My mom told me that she saw a dream many years ago, that she would have a son who would make her famous, he would trample the enemies under his hoofs, I mean the horse’s hooves and become a commander of a mighty army”, he gasped for breath and began his monologue again, “then I was born and she celebrated with the family and her friends and told everyone of her vision, she has been telling me the same for ages but these boys keep taunting me, they call me an “Udder”, its cruel isn’t it?”.
They were walking away from the main village and the boy had taken a path that Zobel had not seen before. They were now passing by a group of boys with the little lad in the lead as if to tell the others “You see I have the great Zobel in leash!”. There seemed to be no escaping the kid so Zobel kept walking, what was there…
