Thursday, May 2, 2013

And it starts for good

The more I talk to people, the more I realize all of us are born nomads. If given the choice what else we would be but a traveller. What better way to spend the days of your life than be touched and be one with nature that breathed life in you.

I am no different. For as long as I remember, my standard answer to the all-essential question "what's your dream" is... TRAVEL. And how miserably I have been failing year after year to realize this dream in all its glory... in totality. Well didn't I say I am no different.



But let me not be too harsh on myself. I've surely seen some of the most exquisite scenes across the length and breadth of India. Even when realized in bits and pieces it's realization of your dream still. Hah... you don't have to be alive everyday to be living... but even those few days you feel alive... it makes living worthwhile.

Now I have a job, a husband, a social and moral obligation to live the more secure city life. And even if I tried, I doubt this security will ever let me have courage enough to be a pathless wanderer. But then what would life be without challenges. We all have a speck of Atlas inside us and the true meaning of your life sometimes feels like bearing and balancing our burdens with smiles on our faces.


I still dream that I will travel. I will look down the valley from the highest, greenest hill-tops, I will watch the most crimson sunrise, I will swim against the angriest waves, duck under the bluest water... answer the call of the wildest beast and yes... I will travel to the ends of the world... I will see nature in it's most uninhibited beauty, in its most seductive grandeur and I will do it all... in this one life. Amen




Munnar, Kerela