Sometimes I wish, I owned a Horse,…

Human–horse relationship has a long and varied history. While meat may have been the first motivation in the very early stages for domestication, horses became progressively important “tools” for transportation and, like other domestic animals. With their powerful stature and ability to run with the wind, horses have intrigued humans for centuries. Strong, yet sensitive, with their attentive ears and large, expressive eyes, horses are wary of predators. They spook in response to a noise or sudden movement. And for decades now, horses have been included in equine-facilitated psychotherapy. 

I wish I too owned a Horse. Sleek beauties, muscles that roll underneath the supple chestnut-colored coat that hangs majestically on the frame. A flowing mane that unfurls and whips as the wind calls it, feet that pound the ground, a natural canter, gait. The quivering of the haunches as they rocked forward, a toss of the head and the big and genuine eyes rolling to and fro. 

I wish to own a chestnut-colored Horse. “A pony is a childhood dream. A horse is an adulthood treasure”- Rebecca Carroll. Horses were widely used during the medieval period, especially for transport. They played a major role in wars. Horses even found a special place in epic novels. Not only noblemen but noblewomen also rode a horse. I too wish to ride one. For me, going for a hack on a horse is a heady combination of adventure, exhilaration and deep relaxation. The mind wanders as you explore country lanes, woods, bridle paths, and cinder tracks. Moreover, one can go at one’s own pace – a sedate trot or a full out gallop, should you fancy it. For me, it is an overwhelming and mesmerizing feeling.

Sitting on the saddle, only a few meters off the ground but crucially this affords the rider a slightly different perspective on the world. One can Spot things, that he/she wouldn’t normally spot and, from the perch on a horse’s back. The rider is totally immersed in the lap of nature. I want to live such a moment, with my horse and nature, without any other distractions. I wish to imagine myself as a Queen, who has gathered help from neighboring allies and is rushing to save her people from the hands of enemies or a Queen who is simply taking a majestic stroll across her empire, where people bow down before her, or shout out praises, hailing her crown! Horses lend us the wings we lack” – Pam Brown

Horse ownership can be very exciting and rewarding. The primary benefits from horse ownership are recreation and relaxation, but many people do not often realize the health benefits that can be gained from owning a horse. Keeping that in mind that raising and maintaining a horse can be expensive, requires a lot of attention, and requires plenty of lands for the horse to run.

“If wishes were horses then beggars would ride” – English Proverb


Mistakes and errors occur on and off almost every day. However, thoughts about a funny mistake made by me took me down my memory lane straight to my Nursery class!

My school had organized a fancy dress competition for little children on the occasion of Children’s Day (observed on 14th November in India every year). I expressed my desire to participate and with my parent’s consent had submitted my name to my Class teacher.

My parents decided that I would dress up as an Indian princess. On the day of the event, I was dressed up by professionals in a glittery orange and gold attire, decked with jewelry and loaded with makeup – a perfect princess look!

Then came the catch!

I was adamant on wearing my school socks and shoes to go with the ‘princess outfit’! No amount of persuasion succeeded to change my mind. (Being a strict abider of school rules from that age I was convinced that the dress has to be fancy, but if I don’t go in school socks and shoes, I would be punished.) So off I went to school dressed as a pretty princess, but with a pair of white socks and black buckled shoes clearly visible for all to see (I hope you can imagine the amusing spectacle)

I must have looked pretty because all attention was on me. I don’t know what others would have thought of the combination of fancy dress and school uniform!!

When my name was called, I walked up to the stage gracefully. And everyone waited as to what I would perform or say. But, I simply stood there like a statue. Seconds flew by and my teachers kept prompting me to say something. No effect! (When my parents were thinking what to teach me to say, I had insisted that we are not to speak anything – it was only supposed to be a fancy DRESS competition.) My Class teacher came on to the stage and mollycoddled me to speak something – at least to tell my name. Absolutely no effect!

After standing on the stage for a few minutes, I was asked to step down.

And, I gracefully stepped down with no regrets rising within me 🙂

Of course, I didn’t win any prize for very obvious reasons!

All the teachers told my parents that I had a sure chance of winning a prize had I performed or said something. Thankfully, my parents didn’t scold me (they had all the right to, given the efforts they had put in).

Each time I go back to this episode, I laugh and at the same time, regret not listening to my parents and being so very sure of school rules (at three and a half years of age)!!

I have learned a lesson for life – Listen to the experienced and the wise. They are more than often right!