The Snail and Me

I met this snail when I stepped out of the door for my morning walk, today. He was

crossing our front yard at about an inch a minute. I took care not to step on him,

wished him a good day and went on my way.

It is my practice to wash my feet at the garden tap when I return from my walk.

I was about to turn the tap on when I saw the snail perched on the knob. I took

my hand away in haste. Have you ever touched a snail ? It doesn’t sting you or

burn you. But your hands get slimy and you will have to get the skin off your hands

to get rid of the slime ! I experienced it once, when a relative of my today’s friend

was sitting on the clutch lever of my scooter,  contemplating on his next move. 

I don’t know what made this snail move in that direction and take up the strenuous

exercise of climbing up the pipe and reaching the top of the knob. Maybe he just kept

moving without bothering to see where he was going and why ?  Maybe it was god’s

will, destiny, fate or whatever you prefer to call it ! The fact is that it just ended up there

and was now sitting there feeling stupid. And it has no idea what to do further ! 

I was amused because it's somewhat akin to my present situation. I had no clue

where I was heading and why. I was just moving in the direction in which god, fate,

destiny or just my stupid brain asked me to and ended up where I am. And just like

this snail, even I have no idea what to do further !