On (More) Travels

One of those days. I had a very short (work) travel stint the past two days and am trying to settle back to normalcy. The more I travel (even on work) the more I seem to understand why most may like to do so. To me, the most blatant of explanations is that those who travel regularly are perhaps those who seek adventure and new experiences different to their own. However, for me, I am not adventurous and as for new experiences, I could live without.

I’m neither a born traveller nor do I have that innate need in me to travel. What happens to me is that, I do get attached to places. People, maybe not as much, but places yes. India, did that to me and it forever will have a special place in my life (I refrain from saying, “heart” as it may seem an absurd choice of word, to most).

From somewhere towards the end of the first quarter in 2014, I began travelling, not a lot, but much more than I otherwise would. The start of 2015 so far has been more inland-bound travel that I have always secretly enjoyed more. This may perhaps be due to the familiarity in language that tells me that everything is going to be okay. I don’t need to communicate in broken English with few phrases from a regional or any other common language, in order to tell the taxi driver that I need to go back to the hotel to pick up my suitcase.

But the familiarity ends there.

In every town or city I travel to, it is the people that make the locality what it is.

It is among those very people, foreign to you and you to them, that you can voluntarily get lost in and seek the truth you are searching for.

It is in those very long commutes do you get to look outside and wonder how things became what they were; how a city not too far from a little desert had turned to what it was; how communities can look alike in skin tone and in close proximity to one another, but be so different in clothing, mannerisms and tone of voice.

For me, travel doesn’t bring out that sense of adventure and thrill. It is a new experience, I agree, but perhaps more than discovering new cities and places, for me, it is more so on discovering myself all over again, just this time, in a locality that is not familiar to me.

I hope you all have a good weekend.


5 thoughts on “On (More) Travels

  1. I am the happiest when I travel. And India also has a very special place in my heart as well. 🙂


    1. I seem to realise that I’m happier when I travel too. There’s something happy and lonely about it, if that makes sense 🙂 Also, I’ve seen your India-ness, hugs ❤


  2. I love traveling. I think it would be fun to just live in a place for a year then pick up and move to a new place the next year. I could totally get down with that. I love traveling for adventure, but, like you, I also like having experiences. I love to spend my first few days doing the tourist-y things that you “have” to do when you visit a new place, and then I also like to really immerse myself in the culture and see what it’s like to be part of the city or country or area. I just love traveling!

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    1. That does sound like something I would love to do as well. It’s ever so difficult to keep yourself located to one place, despite the infamous “roots”!



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