Someone once said, “Trust the road, and
it’ll take care of you”.
It has been 3 years since! And each time I
see the white dotted lines winding into nothingness, I tell myself that all
that I do is actually for this binge. My every move in life is to travel that
extra mile, and the happiness I feel just piles up as smiles.
To experience the untold, to unravel and to
unfold!
Some may consider this a life of
insignificance, one that is almost out of focus. But when I see those roads
traversing into bylanes of memories, it is only then I realize that the seconds
and the minutes hand on the watch is not what governs my mind. It is in the
uncanny silence of volcanic mountainy settlements where I find myself. It is on the edges of bottomless lakes, that I feel refreshed. It’s in the history of a 2500 old
castle that I can hear the music. It’s the abandonment behind the bars of a
jail that teaches me to feel pain. It’s a painting from an impressionist
painter that tells me what is the difference in not being the same.
I have had one teacher, who I turn to when
I am in doubt. It’s the road and it has all the answers!
The more I travel, the more I know, that I
am a beginner to this show. This show, this stage, this audience called ‘life’.
I am counting sheep, driving this invisible jeep, and there are miles to go before I sleep!
