A walk signifies a journey in literature. To a wanderer, it's an escape...and to some, it's a way back home. But to the subject of this snap, it's a struggle - the road. If put in simple words, her entire life is summed up somewhere between those two points from her home to her destination. Her everyday tussle to get the bare minimum supply of water.
Now the question is - did she enjoy the journey? A mystery to me indeed as I never got to ask her. Well, I dared not. I was unsure if I will, at all, be helpful... sometimes roads become an escape too eh! and thus this got me thinking.
Don’t we say "walks" are more about the path than the destination but isn't the reality quite contrary to tha...