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    dots Submission Name: Walking to Where?dots
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    Author: coloredstone
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 99/60/37
    Words: 298
    Class/Type: Story/Misc
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       My dad's tablighi friend told him this. I turned into a story. For Dad :)


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    dotsWalking to Where?dots
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    Not too long ago, a good friend and I had met up in the park. We were walking down the wet path, catching up on the old times. We stopped to eat lunch at a small returaunt near the park. After lunch, my friend asked me a question which seemed quite strange at first: "Majid, know where you are going?"
    "Of course I do," I replied. "I mean, we're going home after lunch, aren't we?" My friend curled his lips to a twisted smile.
    "What would you say to a man you found roaming down a street, and when you asked him 'where are you going' he said 'I don't know'" he asked me.
    I looked at him for a minute and answered, "Well, I mean obviously there is something wrong with his sanity?"
    "But, my friend, isn't it so; we are all walking on this path of life, and there are people who don't know where they are going. They just keep on walking..." My friend said, demonstrating this by letting his first and middle finger 'walk' on the table. "How's that for insanity?" I found myself scratching my chin.
    My thoughts wandered on this subject as I got into the car to drive home.
    True, we were all walking. True, I knew where I was going, rather, where I wanted to go anyway.
    "Make sure you take the right path," my friend said as he got into the car beside me. I looked at him a moment. Was that a comment on my thoughts, or was he instructing me on how to get home?

    What he had meant I never asked. But the memory lingers with me and at every corner I hear a voice: "Make sure you take the right path."




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      They say "you can never go home"! And, in the movie "Out Of Africa", it was said "God made the world round, so that mankind could not see too far down the road ahead!

    Nice, contemplative write, which implies the question "where are we all going"?
    | Posted on 2009-06-04 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ]
      nice anecdote.
    | Posted on 2009-06-03 00:00:00 | by geekyslacker | [ Reply to This ]
      Wonderful. Though the path will be hard to stay on we must strive for the best.
    I love the dialoge. its not too complicated and not too short either.
    Your friend is wise.

    Fana
    | Posted on 2009-05-11 00:00:00 | by BusterLILblock | [ Reply to This ]
      i get the chicken soup 4 the soul thing craigs sayin.

    but it is a nice little piece. nothing "new" per-say.....but still well written and clear. draws reader into the same reflecion.

    i'll give it a4
    | Posted on 2009-05-07 00:00:00 | by cornonthekob | [ Reply to This ]
      Good stuff. The message was no revelation to me, but its like opening up the little book of wisdom for a quick revision.

    Chicken soup for the soul haha.

    Anyways, nice work!

    -Craig
    | Posted on 2009-05-07 00:00:00 | by Raphael | [ Reply to This ]


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