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Wanderlust

I've been going through a weird phase lately. Where all I've wanted to do is pick up my bag and go off into the world. With my camera, a book or two and my beloved music.

It's been eating away at me for days. It's even been my Gtalk status and I don't mean go off to Goa and stay in a luxurious hotel. I want to go to Cairo and Baghdad, to Tibet and Ladakh, to rough it out and to soak it all in.

But don't get me wrong, I'm not just craving for places outside India, I would be just as happy to visit Hampi and Khajuraho, Dharamshala and Srinagar, Annamalai and Cochin.

But what saddens me is the most, is how frowned upon that would be. For me to travel all alone. And how my parents would never allow it. I wish I lived in a country so safe, that I could travel it's length and breadth without any worries at all.

But que sera sera. And hopefully someday I'll find that perfect travel companion. Boy or girl. Whichever it is. Though I would love it if there's that same itch for adventure in my boyfriend/husband that there is in me.

And for now, I came across a poem in a book I was reading recently. And it fit into exactly what I was feeling in a way and much better than I could have ever said it. I put it up on my other blog. The link is right here.

Happy reading!
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Anonymous said…
Hey...you want a crime free place...try Singapore! My friend swears she feels safe alone at 12 in the night. Dont just believe me cos i havent been there but you be a good journalist and verify your sources :) But I know the feeling... I too hope you get to roam the world with someone special :) You know 2 of my friends went all over Europe....just by themselves and stayed in various places with their relatives and I was so jealous cos there was no way my parents would have allowed me :(
26 September 2008 at 13:11
Anonymous said…
Just as an introduction: I am shy, a bit of afraid of the "world" and my parents are the very loving type who are afraid to let me go alone somewhere. BUT, this February I decided it was about time to go somewhere alone. So I went to Bali, Indonesia alone. Note that I live in Romania, Europe :). It was awesome. Then I decided this August to go again somewhere. And I went to Singapore and Bali as well alone. I really discovered myself, I did everything I wanted to do, and I felt like I never did in my entire life. I was happy. And for the record if you dont "look" for it, bad things wont happen. You know the usual: dont go alone on dark streets at night, if you go clubbing be careful what you do, etc etc. But trust me, it is really worth it to do something alone. You will gain confidence, feel free and happy and be more independent. I regret I didnt decided to go alone sooner. But then again I am just 25 so I still have time ;)
Enjoy yourself!
17 October 2008 at 17:15
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