Wyming Brook Nature Reserve is the name. A place where there
is no rushing homo sapiens. There was only a torrent river with gushing sound
of water and chirping sound of birds. I went with Kak Najwa again this time.
She became my woodland-walking partner. We entitled ourselves with that name in
which neither of us cared enough to extend the group (unless there were requests
from friends) or lousy enough to go alone; fair and square.
So, a few of English people with their dogs walked pass us
while we were walking and sat near the riverbank from time to time for almost 4
hours we were in the Nature Reserve. Walking and a bit of hiking in this
particular area only took about an hour and a half. Why 4 hours? We decided stayed
back for a bit longer to be amazed by Mother Nature simply because we loved it
and we still loving it.
I would love to come again to this nonsensically peace place
with my books and a cup of hot chocolate. I am imagining myself sitting and
reading books while holding the cup to keep warm and think as a civilised adult (not that I am not). This is just my surreal dream, that’s all. XD
The sound that oak trees made as a result from the friction
with the wind really resembles the feeling as we were in a spa with scented
therapeutic candles all around us. That was a total rare experience in this
modern techno world. Those whooshing and creaking sounds were able to clear our
miserable, tumultuous minds just for a quick moment and that was the most
precious moment in my life personally as I can only get that sort of feeling
when I see my mother’s smile which obviously I could not get since I was thousand miles away from
her.
We only know how much we really love or care about
someone/something when they’re not with us. I thought I showed enough affection
towards her while we were living under the same roof but once my mind got
cleared up I realised that how much I wished I could’ve done much more than I
did before.
Beyond everything, I learned to express my care in many forms
and really practise them until today; I prayed harder, I made gifts not bought them and I said that I love her.
Back to the storyline... :D
We got out from the worldly heaven pretty early, at about 3pm
and in Spring, Maghrib time (when the sun sets) is about 8pm so we had plenty
more time. Of course, we did not want to go home that early because it would be
a waste if we did not use the time wisely to explore nearby nature reserves and
experience quiet times even more. So, we went in Fox Hagg Nature Reserve. It is
not a huge area of flora and fauna but we saw some footprints of humans, dogs
and horseshoe so we acknowledged that this place is also being utilised for
recreational purpose, not only keeping it at its best condition along with
previous reserve areas we had a chance to go to.
As we walked down the riverbank’s trails, we learned that with no existence of stones stuck on the ground, we will have trouble of walking and may injure ourselves because of the slippery trail. We then got home at about 7pm with lots of humanity lessons to think of but a long shower and dinner beat our thoughts so that is why I need to write all these down.
Thus, the million-pounds-worth life lesson that we discovered throughout this
woodland-walking activity was we should cherish everything in our lives and by
that I mean to the smallest creature or man-made creations. In other words, we should appreciate everyone/everything as it shows our true colours; civilised or non-civilised? First class or third class way of thinking? I leave that for all of us (including me) to answer.
Moving on to next part… :)
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