I am a traveler without a certain destination. The places that I have traversed so far are not preplanned and so my important decisions of life. These decisions yielded dramatic changes within and my beloved surroundings. Of course there are a few pitfalls here and there, but I never paused to blame someone. This journey helped me to know who the real “ME” and given me the strength to face some tough things. The beauty of being alone is you love to do what you like to do and sometimes experiment what you shouldn’t and sometimes you pay the price for these actions. Gradually, you develop a strong belief in yourself and never notice a silent selfish fellow budding within. It was evident in my recent days, when I had a brief trip to home, I gone a bit hasty and intolerant in dealing with disorderliness, reckless services, lack of self discipline. But don’t want to enforce my thoughts on to the dais and get myself labeled as NRI mania. In other words I have demonstrated my patience in several scenarios. Well I am not intend to blow my own trumpet nevertheless put the fact that I am certainly adaptive and deeply tolerant. The important question is “Am I ready to accommodate a co-traveler”?
Certainly I am not sure; this was quite evident during my sister’s marriage; while the ceremony went on very well and brought a sweeter occasion to get all friends and relatives, near and distant, to a single place and share delightful moments. I always adore the way Indian festivals are celebrated, immaterial of so many ups & downs and difference, the entire locality get a glittering atmosphere to engage happiness and the celebrations. Since I am away from home for more than two years, it was a nice occasion to meet all my loved ones and certainly I was very nostalgic. One common question that most of these loved ones put forward me was about to know my so called co-traveler. Some of them were more eager to know if I had already found one. Well, I kept my phase cool by diverting their query with a funny wit.
But taking time in thinking on those lines, I wonder if I need a mate immediately? Am I prepared to accept and accommodate one? It’s only a blue screen in my mind now. I agree one might have encountered some potential to-be that might love and admire as much as you do, but you still see a fallible area which I found to be quite irreversible. But the beauty of life is to encounter many bad ones before meeting the right one. No doubt bad ones leave an enduring pock; nevertheless journey of life is beautiful when it is being lived with love.
Recently I read this “If you still talk to each other after breaking up, you still love each other. If you don't you never loved each other” one person asked me why I wrote that, not knowing that she could be my potential to-be co-traveler. Neither had I broken one nor I loved so much to feel a lot. Before I plan how to finish this traveler’s note, I am taken away by this celestial blizzard through my window. So let me conclude typing and gear up to enjoy a good sleep amidst -8’c winter night in this land of wine and Eiffel tower. Have a blessed travel.
Love & Peace
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