Journey --- an intoxication

People have their own obsessions with weird stuffs like drinks, music, cigars, other people etc. There are also some type of people who love to travel. They pack their bags, make the bookings, depart on time for a well-planned journey and returns on schedule. Such people unfold their umbrellas in rain, carry drinking water for hygiene, uses camera to take selfies.

Well we differ. We belong to the sect of people who just get out of our nests without planning. We don't get wet in the rain, we dance in it. We walk, we fall, we run behind a bus, we search. We are the explorers of the ever hidden mysteries beneath the protected veil of the angels. We live to set sails, we set sails to live. Even if we sit under a tree to rest, we still search for answers which hide within us. We live the risks to be lost, to endure hunger, to face insults as well as praises. We don't get out of our nests to return. We move into the forests to get lost with the trust that we won't be. We jump off the cliffs with the trust that someone will catch.

But its true that someone walks beside us, who protects us, guide us, covers the light when we try to sleep. And when we turn to see Him, He is gone. So our search continues. Our pilgrimage never ends. And this becomes a try to capture the records of the pilgrimages we make. This becomes a virtual representation of the reality of a pilgrim.

And the Journey Continues . . . . .

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