The way we walk

Santhan and Uncle Arnand just give as they give and do as they do and don’t think anything of it. They are surprised when someone, like me, says what they’ve said or done is so wonderful. It is not remarkable to them It's where they are..

They seem to care for everyone as if they were their father or big brother meant to take care of them. Young or old, it’s no difference to them.

What is it they do? They are always thinking of something thoughtful, generous, kind, and to them it is natural to do so and not noteworthy at all.

I suppose it feels to them the same as if I had said to them: How wonderful it is how you have legs to walk with!

They see their generosity as something taken for granted. They don't even see it as generosity. It's just what they want to do.

Actually, talking about legs and walking, I do have to say that Santhan and Uncle Arnand walk wonderfully! They walk with grace. Uncle Arnand walks purposefully. He knows where he’s going and gets there, and, yet, he is not racing.

Santhan’s walk is not a stride but how shall I describe it. I cannot. He doesn’t walk like a lion and yet… His walk is more of a gait than a stride. His walk is agile, lovely, filled with grace. I love the way these two gentlemen walk.

I have noticed that everyone in South Africa seems to walk beautifully. Maybe the people in South Africa are more at home in their bodies, and, therefore, there is an eloquence and naturalness. Or maybe they are at home in the world and have made peace with life, and so their walk is beautiful.