They say this world is a prison for the believer...
They say this world is paradise to the disbeliever...
They say Home is where the heart is...
Then it wouldn’t make sense for heart to be at home? For the believer...
They say live on this world as a traveller...
For sure the heart travels...
Travels with it’s Home, where ever you roam...
All I wanted was to disappear
Slip into the unknown
To feel free
But once I’ve disappeared
The distance overwhelms
My fear chains me
And all I want
Is to feel free
Travel means to widen up ones prospective by understanding different cultures and accepting those differences. And by viewing all those new things, one realizes that even though we might have different beliefs, different thoughts, different identities we still are one and the same, since love is a language that everyone understands.
I want to travel the world and not just merely live in it. Not doing so, is equivalent to buying a big house and never exploring all the rooms.
Life is based on chances that you take or excuses that you make. One gives you experiences, while the other can lead to regret. Which would you prefer!
Mi llegada a tu país la imagino
desde que sueño contigo...
Abordando un avión
intentando controlar mis nervios
y a mi corazón.
Aterrizar en un aeropuerto de primer mundo,
siguiendo a los demás
para no perder el rumbo.
Mi ojos buscándote,
halando una maleta
verte o que me encuentres
entre tanta gente.
Y cuando al fin...
Tu fuerte abrazo me rodee
unas flores o un peluche
tu mano no me deje
y un beso me confirme
que ya estoy en tu país
cuando me harás feliz
porque veré asombrada a mi alrededor
y sabré que ya no estoy en El Salvador,
y que mi nueva vida
acaba de empezar
y ya no volveré a mirar atrás.
Mountains or Beaches ??
What would you prefer? To what would you run to first? What excites you the most? What puts you at ease and gives you peace?
Have you ever thought about these questions? You might have fought with your friends about what vacation to take next : the trek to Western ghats or the beaches of Gokarna? The never ending WhatsApp group chats would just add to the dilemma and not answer any of your questions.
The best answer to these questions would just be another simple question - What speaks to you? The strong, high mountains? Or the rash waves and soothing sea breeze?
Mountains can be intimidating or scary to a few, for others they might be a feeling of strength and ca...
I am 21 years old. Female. Not studying. Not employed. What am I doing?
Let’s recap around a year back to get a better understanding.
Last year I graduated from my college. Great! I was thrilled to get out of that shit hole. It wasn't as if my college was a pathetic one. It's got a good brand name or reputation. But people, environment vibes - all sucked. So, I was out of that hell and ready to venture on my own. I had, somehow, convince my parents that I want to take an year off. Being the lovely humans they are, they had agreed. Yes, they hesitated but still agreed.
Officially, my gap year started at the end of May 2017. That means, I have spent 8 months of my gap year....
Whats it like in London?
Is it exciting! My heart wants to visit there someday. Is it just a city? I wouldn't care, i feel as though I've been there once upon a lifetime.
Travelling....does it always have to take place physically?
I don't agree. We keep travelling through out our lives.
As soon as I wake up, I go back to my home town where I wake up with the gentle breeze and the soft rays of the sun. As I get ready for the day, the moisture from Calcutta is felt over my skin which refuses to leave it till the end of the day. A quite place where I am left all alone with my thoughts bring me to my niece who studies in hostel. Shopping bags and the discount vouchers held on to me like my mother. The delicious , mouth watering smell of food brings back images of my grandmother cooking in sweat and never complaining. The teacher who always manages to say the ri...
If you could go on any adventure right now, what adventure would that be?
Tag your letter 'adventure'.
We can't wait to read your answers!
I know you are busy.
I know you are setting up new life, a new house for yourself.
I know your time is trapped in the new modalities of your renewed self that demands your attention immediately.
I know you are embedded between the pen and paper that are going to fetch you currency notes.
I know you are stuck in the chaos of traffic that consist of humans, just like you, making a beeline to their home.
I know you are glued to the imaginary numbers on the screen that shall fetch you real happiness.
I know you are lying down on your bed paralyzed by the exhaustion of a days work.
I know you are really busy.
But don't forget to come back home to me.
I returned home an hour ago from bangalore. Things never go as planned. I was supposed to return with my friend but since mom asked me to join her for New Year celebration, I had to rush back home. Uncle never came to pick me up at the railway station. Looks like he's still angry with me. I completely understand why he was not willing to let me travel. I realised it an hour ago. It's New Year eve. The trains were packed. I should have reserved my ticket. It was chaos everywhere. I was not even sure if I would return home tonight or be stranded somewhere. This is why uncle never wanted me to go. Oh but I can't help it. My friend needed me. I went shopping. I ate and ate and ate delicacies. I c...
My home is the world
My home is where
I have a feeling of warmth
Home is an area
With an oh so cool breeze
Home is not just my house
But any place,
I fall in love with.
Travel allows me,
To have multiple places
That I now call home.
I love packing up. I am yet to discover why I'm so fond of packing up and leaving. I love travelling. Probably that's one of the reasons why I love packing up. I hardly get to travel. I am yet to discover places within the city I live in. That's how much I get to travel. Due to reasons better known to uncle, I'm not allowed to go out often. So it's kinda boring. Staying home always is nice but travelling helps my mind get away from workplace shit. It's an escape. Moreover, it's not the destination that matters to me. It's the journey.
I'll be travelling to another city tomorrow to attend a national conference. It's quite far away from my home town. I'm happy. Since I'm going to travel by tra...