Jiva - A horse story

There were many and so I didn't notice him at first. I felt great sitting in the lush lawns muttering and poking fun at each other, take a stroll uphill and explore the place in the evening. But when I stood there for a long time, lost in the beauty of those hills, I slowly get to notice him. I liked this huge horse; something was special about him and obviously he stood out from the rest. I looked into his eyes; he winked as if he had greeted me. Actually I felt like riding on it for once. We didn't have much time to spend there to give it a try but I told this wish to one of my friends. The horse-man overheard me and he offered me a ride on his horse. I said no. The funniest part was that the horse was nodding its head too in a “wanna ride?” fashion, as if it had read my mind. Yes, I spoke in my mother tongue. Of course animals can understand us, humans, but how come this horse without being a “mallu” in any kind!!! Or that talented one interpreted my expressions? :D :)

I forgot to tell the name of the horse. He has a beautiful name, "Jiva". I couldn't click a picture of him, but he looks similar to the one shown here.