Life has blessed me with opportunities to travel to some of
the beautiful places. Of the excitements I see in people when they ask me about
the places I have visited, I even see dismissal in many when they are confused
as to why should one travel twice a year spending money which could be invested
elsewhere.
As much I enjoy explaining the excited souls I don’t
complain about the other clan. If only you are not able to justify your travel
then the purpose of the travel is surely not met, having said that I don’t say
that there needs to be a reason to travel but surely when you have returned
from a travel you will have 100 reasons which justify the trip you have made.
And that is the beauty of traveling to newer places.
In my experience, Travel for me is all about how much I
connect back to home. In order to feel the innumerable ways we are connected to
our home it surely takes you to travel to a totally new place. I sort of
experience the serenity among the strangers, different culture, marvelous
sculptures, and exotic sceneries by weaving back to my people and culture back
home. And when back home, known people, known streets, expected rain, fragrance
of food drags me back to memories of the places I have traveled that’s when all
my travel gives me the bliss of being in those places.
Over the last weekend when I stood at the window gazing the
people walking in the scorching sun pause all of a sudden to experience the
most unexpected rain in the middle of summer and the unintentional smile floods
across the street amongst the stranger, my mind randomly made a trip yet again
to all those places where I had experienced such scorching sun, unexpected
rain, smiles from stranger and much more.
Isn’t this a random connection? Do you all feel it too?
