No destination is too far
Provided
You keep moving towards it
Regardless of your speed
It was a vow
To walk 370 long kilometers
Linking two pilgrimage towns
In South India
Srirangam and Tirumala
Left Srirangam one evening
Raining, still walked
Taking rest during nights
Walking the entire day time
Night halts anywhere
It was either a temple,
School building, Government office
Lodge, roof top of a hotel
Or even a cattle shed
Uncertain food intakes
Drinking water shortages
Suffered injuries
Cramps, biting footwear
But one thing was ever on-going
That was walking
Reached the destination
On the 10th day night
Looking back it was
Highly satisfying
Undertook similar walks
But of smaller distances
110 kilometres and later
155 kilometres
One simple lesson
No destination is too far
Provided
You keep moving towards it
Regardless of your speed
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