There is no absolute truth as such
We all just have our own belief
In life, all have their very own touch
A pain for some may be other’s relief
It all depends on how you look at things
Which side do you see; dark or sunny
The one who falls knows what pain it brings
But for the passerby it could be really funny
And i am stuck at one such phase
Where i can’t decide what to do
Give up on myself or continue to race
To find a meaning of me that will stand true
When asked by someone who am i
A Traveller; is what i want to say
But the fact remains that i do try
But most of my trips don’t see the day
So basically travelling is my passion
But i don’t get to travel much
And though travel is much in fashion
My record is not that good as such
To give an idea of what i mean
I don’t really need to go back in time
As at present my gang can be seen
Chilling out in goa, enjoying every dime
A buddy of mine is in the mountains
While another one’s on a foreign trip
Atlease half a dozen more are elsewhere
On the travel radar sounding blip after blip
And it’s not the first time i am seeing this
As five such trips were missed in last two years
And in that time only three got the bliss
When i got to pick the bag and change the gears
And after all of that i am still confused
Whether i am a traveller or i am not
As the thought of travel keeps me amused
But i hardly make it out from the parking lot
But still i cannot just discard myself
As all i live for is mountains and treks
I breathe in the roads that end no where
And a world which has no restraints and checks
Nothing makes me happier than a getaway
In the life full of worries and mess
Travel not just takes my breath away
But also takes away the stress
There is nothing to not love about it
The freedom, the air, the chill and feel
The bright stars, the streets dim lit
The walk, the talk, the wholesome meal
So even if my body could not go
My mind is always wandering there
And I have my goosebumps to show
For how much for travel i really care
And hence i vote in favour of me
That traveller is what i will call myself
It is not a name but an identity
A part of your inner personality
It is the way you choose to live
To be fair or indulge in partiality
It is not a hobby but a way of life
Not just a swim but a deep dive
Where inhale and exhale means nothing
The whole point of it is to come alive.
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