Saturday, May 14, 2011

Nevermind

Wish I was a lonely traveler. Yeah, I was always fascinated by that discovery channel show, Lonely Planet. Where Ian Wright would trek the globe at his will. Europe, Asia, America, Africa and even the icy Antarctica. I used to envy that man as he could taste delicacies of the world, could mix with people whom he never knew before and who'd treat him like a guest with well-mannered hospitality. And then he'd move from a place to another, always with happy memories. May be because they only showed happy ones on the screen, but heck who cares? He enjoyed being a traveler. 
And wouldn't it be fascinating to be one? Just travel, experiencing the cultures around you and not sticking at one location for long. Not letting yourself become too obvious to the people around you. Meeting new people, making new friends but for a short time, leaving them only with happy memories. No broken promises or misplaced sense of trust. No responsibilities or no trespassing over anyone's freedom. No select band of people to be called as your group or nothing that you can claim as yours. Pass and move. Sounds good. You become stagnant when you stay at a place for long. You might fall for someone and get hurt, or you might kill someone who has enraged you or you might kill yourself to get some thrill out of all that regularity around youYour thoughts become reflection of the people that circle you. Their style unknowingly changes yours. And then you start forgetting who you were and then you have hear Hey, you've changed a lot. Indeed.
Someday, maybe when I'll reach the twilight of my life, I'd like to leave everything and everyone to search myself. May be an icy peak in the Himalayas. Or may be it's just my mystical belief that you can find yourself. 

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