The Widsith replied
Over the years of my wanderings, I was often asked, ‘prey, what lies in these wanderings? Stay at one place. grow and
last.’ I tried and tried alot. but this wanderlust always conquered at last.
The pleasure of lonely travels and the fact that they never last. That feeling
of a constant change, led me everyday to a new range.
There is a strange ecstasy in travelling –
of reaching new places, meeting new people and being a part of various divas of
cosmos. There is bliss in nature that no city, no wealth can equate. There is
happiness on hills that no city heights can provide.
That feeling of being on the top of the
peak with nothing but blue and grey milky way above and snowy mountains around.
The realization of a negligible micro entity in a gigantic universe. Yet, at
the same time one feels proud of being there and not others but you – right at
the top – being a spectator of the magic of the cosmos.
One attains an entity and loses it all –
right at the same time. You feel small in front of a vast world. But you also
expand and enlarge to the dimension of limitlessness- of eternity. You feel
those elements around and they click with the ones inside making you the cosmos
itself.
And I replied, ‘prey tell me, when has the
water been still? When has the air stood still by? I feel strong like earth
from inside and yet i love to be on a constant motion with that fire inside.’
Hence I take another step – out in a new
land, a new get by. I love to dress up differently, as I feel like. More places I go to, more I realize, the impermanence of beauty, the mortal human life. It
is bliss to be detached from stability, yet remain stable inside. It feels like
home while travelling, of endless roads and destination – sky.
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