Moose-Feet Tall

A Word About Unfamiliar Sceneries

There is something about things we don't know and things we have never seen that engrosses me to the core. Some people say- oh they say- what is new is also scary but I don't hold that to be so. I'm an explorer, a dreamer, a courageous animal who has been born to conquer the lands the Sun dares not touch. I've always wondered about the places far and wide and if it was good or bad to have never been to those whereabouts. Truth be told, a girl named Mareike from Germany will never know what it's like to be Vamsi, a boy from India, and vice-versa. I wonder about them too. One world, seven billion realities. I wonder about snowy days and sandstorms and what comes out of both these phenomena just like Mareike might wonder how it feels to be in the middle of the hectic streets of Hyderabad while Vamsi may daydream about the quietness of Leer. Germans and Indians and even Singaporeans all have many differences but simultaneously- big word, I know- they are cut from the same cloth in the way that they are all citizens of the world; yet don't be fooled for this is not a story about Mareike or Vamsi. This is more. This is a story about the unknown; this is the story about how moose changed my life.