The sidewinder

I had to finish all this ice cream soon. The summer sun wasn’t kind today and my dentist too had had his share of immense joy. Melting vanilla ice-cream was a medically recommended treat, a wonderful medicine to be consumed as I sit on the sand dunes.

I’ve been expecting them. 22 boys and 23 girls traveling through the vast deserts of the unknown. A first time experience for many, a hard and draining path for those elder ones. A grunt echoes through the particles of air or sand which one I cannot say but my eyes await for a sight.

The caravan appears led by the most beautiful of all women sitting across this grand dark brown camel. The face shielded by a scarf flowing for miles behind her. I stare unabashedly as she slowly approaches and passes me. Her fragrance, hovers around me causing temporary molecular transportation( a phenomenon still being investigated by the likes of mankind).

The rest of the group gradually lines up behind her. She halts and offers me her delicate fingers. A decision I have by then, made a thousand times over in mind I effortlessly climb onto this beast. I appear to have sat in front of her and sometimes I move behind her. Her scarf playing ever so gently with my face every-time a switch occurs. I can see Love poke its tiny but very recognizable head from the ear of the camel. A funny place to stay I ponder …. like I’m going to complain. I wish it could stay everywhere at once.

But if wishes could be horses I wouldnt be riding a camel.