Horse


Nature’s beautiful child.



Handsome. Regal. Stunning. Impressive. Imposing. Magnificent. Splendid. Royal. Attractive. Magnetic. Appealing. Loyal.



Zuljanah: The faithful steed of Imam Hussain. In the battle of Karbala, Zuljanah never deserted his master even for a moment. Badly wounded, bleeding, it remained steady as long as his master was on him, and when the holy body of the Imam fell from his mount, the reliable and trustworthy horse wept. It went back to the tent to convey the sad news of his master’s tragic end, and then ran towards the river Euphrates never to be seen again. Stuff of which legends are made of. Immortalized. Enduring name. Fresh as ever. Halo around its head. Radiant. Brilliant. A mystical aura surrounds it.



The blue horse. Chetak. Rana Pratap rode it into a moment of historical glory. Despite a severely injured leg, it ran like lightning to cover a distance close to 2 miles in the battle of Haldighati to save its master, and only after it had brought him to safety, did it collapse. The legendary dash.



The famous Trojan War. The famous Trojan horse. The soldiers hiding in its belly. The opening of the gate. The Greeks entry. The destruction of the city of Troy. The defeat of the Trojans. The wooden enigma. The ancient tale. The ultimate symbol of victory.



Black Beauty one of the most famous horses of literature. The narrator of Anna Sewell’s novel with the same name. Horse-consciousness. Religion without love is just a sham. The preacher. The teacher. The example.



Then there is Sea Biscuit, the horse who was a symbol of hope for the Americans during the Great Depression days and in a race that can never be forgotten defeated War Admiral, a horse far superior to it in strength but not in attitude. Passion. The urge within to win. The ability to produce that wee bit extra when chips are down.



The mythical beast. Pegasus. Sleipnir. Surya’s chariot of seven horses said to be the seven colours of rainbow. Kanthaka, Prince Siddharth’s horse, before he came to be known as the Buddha. The list is endless.



The animal of the wild. When running in full flow, it is like poetry in motion. When standing still, it is like an unwritten ode.



-          NZ

5.10.19

BN: 148






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