We travel everyday.
Even if we are not physically transported from one place to another, still we go places, in our hearts, in our minds. To places where our imagination can take us, there we go. Are there places deeply etched in the recesses of our mind that we at times dare to enter, even if it means there is no hope, there is no comfort to be found in that place?
And if we go places, do we dare explore the unexplored or do we take paths already taken or do we take untrodden paths? Do we feel better when someone else has taken that path we chose? Do feel victorious when we are the first to pave the way of this path nobody has chosen? Or do we feel alone?
There are sights to see. A wild sky bright with the colors of the burning and setting sun. A clear sky, with feathery clouds promising a bright happy day. A wild sky with clouds carrying the promise of rains. Wild colorful flowers on hills, with fluttering butterflies nearby.
There is so much to hear all around. The happy chirping of birds. The whisper of soft breeze gently rattling the leaves. The rushing of a bubbling brook, washing over rocks. Even the silence offers comfort from the din that constantly make its way to our minds, unwelcome these may be.
We listen closely to the patter of raindrops, hoping that our clouded thoughts be washed away. We long for the cleansing of our souls so that we can start anew and travel with clear minds, our purpose sighted upon, our steps sure and swift.
Why do we need to experience these things? Because Life is a Journey and we have to enjoy the ride while we can, as long as we can.
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