Eiman Yousaf's Footsteps For The Soul?
Eiman Yousaf
Footsteps for the Soul
??? Another typical day -- school day, 2:17 rolls around, I go home, and usually I end up out the house by 4:00; not a rare occurrence. What gets me out the house is usually noise of any type -- yelling (at each other), lecturing (at me) -- and ironically, silence. I never talk about my problems and neither does Eshana; I have always felt that if I openly spoke about my issues, my life would turn into a sob story. One walk happened to be different. As the two of us walked past places that once meant so much -- the houses of old friends, the mosque we once considered home -- I decided to let myself go for a bit. I did not hold back, I spoke of 5 years worth of difficult, painful memories I had shoved in. The sudden outburst helped me organize my thoughts, as well as develop new perspectives. You truly never know what anyone is going through, and finding out that they have been going through the same thing you are going through is almost comforting. The daily walks we often took were the source of …show more content…
Going for a walk was often not even about the walk; it was more about what I could pull out from the stroll I took downtown, what problems I could break down, and how I could find who I was in the entanglement that was my environment. Sitting on my bed, listening to music, and hating myself never solved any problems; it is always necessary for me to get up and move around in order for me to think clearly While going on these walks, I often pondered on the people who walked into and out of my life -- were they just on a walk of their own? One that they found meaningful and necessary? Or one that they just took to hide from responsibility?
??? Sometimes, going for a walk was actually about the walk. The walk to local franchise coffee places, the reservation, local ice cream and bagel shops. Those walks show appreciation for the town I grew up in, and those walks motivate me to see new places, explore more pathways, and love more
Footsteps for the Soul
??? Another typical day -- school day, 2:17 rolls around, I go home, and usually I end up out the house by 4:00; not a rare occurrence. What gets me out the house is usually noise of any type -- yelling (at each other), lecturing (at me) -- and ironically, silence. I never talk about my problems and neither does Eshana; I have always felt that if I openly spoke about my issues, my life would turn into a sob story. One walk happened to be different. As the two of us walked past places that once meant so much -- the houses of old friends, the mosque we once considered home -- I decided to let myself go for a bit. I did not hold back, I spoke of 5 years worth of difficult, painful memories I had shoved in. The sudden outburst helped me organize my thoughts, as well as develop new perspectives. You truly never know what anyone is going through, and finding out that they have been going through the same thing you are going through is almost comforting. The daily walks we often took were the source of …show more content…
Going for a walk was often not even about the walk; it was more about what I could pull out from the stroll I took downtown, what problems I could break down, and how I could find who I was in the entanglement that was my environment. Sitting on my bed, listening to music, and hating myself never solved any problems; it is always necessary for me to get up and move around in order for me to think clearly While going on these walks, I often pondered on the people who walked into and out of my life -- were they just on a walk of their own? One that they found meaningful and necessary? Or one that they just took to hide from responsibility?
??? Sometimes, going for a walk was actually about the walk. The walk to local franchise coffee places, the reservation, local ice cream and bagel shops. Those walks show appreciation for the town I grew up in, and those walks motivate me to see new places, explore more pathways, and love more