Another journey. New destinations. New people. New experiences. New friends. New enemies.
Am gonna travel again. On another bus. With no adjoining seats (so no opportunities there;)).
I love travelling. Its only the after-effects- the bodyache, headache and kneeaches (refer to this post) that trouble me.
Its not the desire to reach the destination that drives me. Its the actual act of travelling that enthralls me. The starting hum of the engine, the settling-in in the seat, music on your cellphone, the scenery rushing past, maybe a full moon lighting the countryside arousing a myriad of thoughts and feelings inside. Many a post in my blog were conceived in such journeys. At least the basic idea.
A face fleeting by. Emotions. A child laughing. A cripple begging for money. Flashing neon lights. Clouds in the sky.
And your thoughts. A perfect time and place to be yourself, just letting everything go and immerse yourself into the innermost sanctum of your mind. Nothing sophisticated. Just thoughts and ideas fleeting by in your mind not unlike the faces fleeting by outside, just touching you and vanishing- probably never to come back again.
In a sense, life is like a journey. Nay, Life IS a journey.
New destinations. New people. New experiences. New friends. New enemies.
Keep walking!
4 comments:
keep walking??
so you HAVE been drinking johnny walker after all...
Tires you out after a while,,
so true man..so very true..i use to love da bus ride from ghy to dibru...hated da music in jalabandha though :) ...as for me i enjoy da sound sleep dat i get all da way
almost said johnny walker, but it had been said before. a cripple begging for money- part of the scenery- isn't it?
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