Travelling in India is unique not just due to the changing landscape in every state, but also due to the ever-changing food, culture and customs. India is such a diverse country that it almost seems like you are zig-zagging through multiple countries, all within one country!
When you travel in India, even simple things like watching the guy who sweeps the roads in the morning while the sun rises, the smells emanating from the street food slowly weaving their way into your nostrils, the friendly face of the chai wala as he pours your steaming cup of chai, can move you like never before.
Travel leaves you speechless at first, and then, fills you up with stories. Feelings that you have never experience before surface, your mind is brimming with ideas, your dreams suddenly seem a tad clearer and worth pursuing.
There were times while riding on the highway, emotions would flow so freely, much like when you try to fill a bottomless vessel with water. Those were the times I felt 'free'. Free to think as I pleased, to laugh to feel at ease, and sometimes, to cry to wash those queasy memories away. We are prisoners of our own minds and the brain can be a stern warden. Sometimes, it helps to try and escape. Dig a tunnel, pick the lock, do what it takes to walk out of that damned jail.
Over the course of my travels, I've come to realise one thing. Of course, I didn't need to travel to realise it. But what travel did was to widen my perspective and give me a view which would be sometimes hard to generate from within.
I realised that I could control who I spend time with, I could control what I wanted to do and I had the power to decide what was good or bad for me. Maybe it could lead to fewer people around me, but does it really matter? Would you prefer to have a few intellectually stimulating people around you or a hundred people you can't relate to? Take your pick.
Stealing the words of Ansel Adams, the iconic American Photographer
I am content with silence now.
Travel leaves you speechless at first, and then, fills you up with stories. Feelings that you have never experience before surface, your mind is brimming with ideas, your dreams suddenly seem a tad clearer and worth pursuing.
There were times while riding on the highway, emotions would flow so freely, much like when you try to fill a bottomless vessel with water. Those were the times I felt 'free'. Free to think as I pleased, to laugh to feel at ease, and sometimes, to cry to wash those queasy memories away. We are prisoners of our own minds and the brain can be a stern warden. Sometimes, it helps to try and escape. Dig a tunnel, pick the lock, do what it takes to walk out of that damned jail.
Over the course of my travels, I've come to realise one thing. Of course, I didn't need to travel to realise it. But what travel did was to widen my perspective and give me a view which would be sometimes hard to generate from within.
I realised that I could control who I spend time with, I could control what I wanted to do and I had the power to decide what was good or bad for me. Maybe it could lead to fewer people around me, but does it really matter? Would you prefer to have a few intellectually stimulating people around you or a hundred people you can't relate to? Take your pick.
Stealing the words of Ansel Adams, the iconic American Photographer
“When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence”
I am content with silence now.
Solo travelling has really made you the person you are..... strong, unruffled,thinker.Write more to be able to know you better.Proud of you.Getting more and more proud the more I know you.God bless.
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