They say If wishes we're horses, beggars will ride
But I believe it's just a motivation lie
Because as far as there are humans to wish upon a horse
Those horses will most likely go extinct.
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On a wild horse she rides Harboring the freedom She holds inside; Longing to be Something more than she is, To be something freer Than just theirs or his. She's seen the lonely path Of a thousand brides And thus harboring the freedom On a wild horse she rides
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When I opened my eyes the second time, I got confused weather this was a reality or still my Dreamworld. So I bit my left hand's thumb.
' Oh, It hurts... '
That proves that I am awaken. I wasn't in a hut this time, I was in a house, where I could see an old lady reading a newspaper with her high fashioned glasses.
' Cool glasses ' I was amazed
She looked at me as I stood up.
" How are you feeling kid? " She asked
" I haven't been ill, just uncomfortable without my sleep. Now I am comfy. " I explained
" Okay, kid. But you still look tired. "
" I am not a kid. I am turning 18 next month. "
" Ow Wow. That's nice, you are becoming an adult. But nevermind. I am old I can call everybody kid. Wait. I will make some breakfast for you. You must be hungry. "
' Who are you by the way? ' I wanted to ask but instead I asked: " Where is my father? "
" Father!? You mean that old sweet man? "
' Sweet? Who could that be...?' "No. I don't have any clue who you are talking about! My father ain't sweet. "
" No one was there with you except my son and Tony. "
" Son? So you are the cowboy's mother? "
" Cowboy? Who is that? My son isn't a cowboy. He doesn't deserve to be one. He is a coward. "
' Coward!!!? '
" Nevermind. I just wanna know where my father is."
" They went to a place called MINT CLORIDE. "
" What? "
" MINT CLORIDE! "
" What type of place is that? A toothpaste factory? "
" No. That's a secret place no one knows about. "
" Then why did they go there? "
" I don't know. Ask them when they come back Now, excuse me. Let me bring you some food."
' Food!? '
Yeah I am too much hungry. But I am still pondering over the place that my father and cowboy and his dog(minion) went. Can that be like they went for the treasure hunt without me?
This place was weird and messy. Tables, and cupboards and chairs. The whole place was overloaded with stuff. Nothing interesting there, so I looked at an open window. I touched it and looked outside.
' Maybe I could find this MINT place if I leap outside the window. Nah, I am hungry. Gotta eat something first. . '
A calming, beautiful voice could be heard somewhere. It was a delicious vocal by a girl.
' I cannot resist this. Who is she? '
The door moved and the cowboy's mom appeared with a hot meal.
' Oh man, I wanna eat them all, but first, whose voice was that? '
" Did you heard that song? My one and only daughter is the singer. She just loves singing. Mostly at mornings. Isn't she wonderful? " Cowboy's mother said in one breath.
" Yeah, she is. "
" You do your breakfast. I will bring tea. "
Cowboy's mom went, but her daughter's voice was still echoing in my ears.
Hinges of the door creaked. When I looked at the door, there was a cute girl blushing.
I couldn't avoid her beauty, but as I got lost of her blustering cuteness, she was gone.
I abandoned my food and went outside. There was heavy brightness outside where the sun was getting angrier each second. She was gone. I felt someone touching me. There was a wooden hand beside me, scaring me. I fell down with the shock, but the girl was laughing, she took out the wooden gloves and said:
'' You are so lame. " Then she ran away with a smile.
" No. I am not. Stop! PLEASE tell me your name. "
She stopped for a minute then ran away saying: " Jali "
' Jelly!? "
She was long gone, but I was still motionless standing there like a dummy and waiting for her.
' How could Jelly be a name? '
Maybe she loves Jelly, that's why her pet name is Jelly. Can't be a real name! "
I could see her peeking behind a door. I called her, waved to her to come to me. But she didn't moved a centimeter. I went there and told her : " You are really a good Singer. Your voice is mesmerizing. Really beautiful."
She was blushing. Her head was down and she said: " Thank you! "
I touched her soft hands and she said nothing.
Just then I heard galloping horses. I looked to the left. There were two horses coming near me. They stopped. I saw my father and other two men jumped on the sand. My father was smiling as he looked at me and said: " That's really nice that you are well and kicking. If you are done with the breakfast, then we can go for the treasure hunt. We don't have a driver. "