Why do I travel?
Is it to break free -
From the mundane?
Or to embrace -
The unknown?
Is it to have fun?
Or is it, to know myself?
Well, here's the truth.
Straight from the heart.
Every time I have chosen to travel,
It was a pull.
A calling.
From the places, the people,
The mountains and the seas,
As if they have known me,
Since a very long time.
So wherever I have been,
They spoke to me,
Through my experiences.
Thus revealing to me,
an unknown part of me.
They all became a part of me.
Sharing my fearful joy at a roller coaster ride,
My childlike wonder at a national park.
Echoing my silence
amidst the hills.
Holding my unshed tears
within the seas.
The train journeys, the bus rides,
The flights and the songs in the cabs,
Have each a story about me to tell.
As if each of them,
were always helping me.
As if they have known me,
Since a very long time.
~ © Tiara Dhar
