Wanderlust...



I am truly bitten by this bug - ever since I was a little child and wanted to be an air-hostess I guess, because they got to travel so much.......now I know better, and am happy with my choice of profession ...but the urge to travel remains....

 I am truly restless in spirit...

 And as I prepare to travel tomorrow, my spirit soars ....like a bird preparing to take take flight ....to wander across unknown territories, to lose myself amidst people I will never know or see again, but who like me, have the same travel bug....

 I look forward to every new experience ....new lands, new languages, new food, new culture, new histories, new geographies - a lot alien to me, but yet I am bonded to them all through the brotherhood of mankind. I want to savor each new sight and etch it in my memories as I have every time I have travelled, so that when these bones do not allow me to roam, the spirit remains unbridled ....through these memories.....

 Call me selfish if you will, but momentarily, I want to break free - free from my daily existence, from my routine - I want to forget my schedule, my responsibilities, my commitments, my ailments - all of it..... I want to shed it all for a while, throw away each of them from the window of the aircraft if I could, as it taxis away before take off...so that when it lifts itself and us from my adopted land...I am free ....without anything holding me down.

 I will of course soon return to reality ....not that I have a choice, anyways. I will come back and willingly don all the robes I carry - daughter, wife, mother, consultant, friend, confidant....But for now, I want to forget all these roles and only look forward to being a traveller .....I only look forward to explore, to know, to understand and appreciate...

 For I truly believe:

 “Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime.”
― Mark Twain, The Innocents Abroad/Roughing It
So wish me luck as I gather the wind beneath my wings and fly away ......only to return a more enriched soul! 



Dubai Marina
Packed suitcase by my side

 Aug 12, 2013 : 7:18 pm

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