Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness: Mark Twain
Sean Penn brought out the travel of Christoph McCandless with such beauty and detail, that every single college graduate who watched it fell in love with the exceptional life of McCandless and wanted to experience it first hand.
And so did I.
For moths I couldn’t take Christopher Mccandless out of my mind. I cried for him, I was envious of him, I thought what a wonderful experience he had and I took to Mcleodganj for my first solo travel.
Most of us get caught up in this routine called life. We wake up, push ourselves through our meetings, presentations, deadlines, race through our all of our errands, and jump into bed when the first free second presents itself.
I don’t tell you to quit working, don’t work because however fancy that sounds, it’s important to work just for the sake of financing our travels.Although hard work is quintessential for success, is this really how we are meant to live our lives?
When we get caught up in this routine called life, we lose ourselves. We lose our sense of importance for recognizing the beauty around us, and our inner lust for adventure that lies somewhere deep within us all.
If you happen to be stuck in this routine called life, which we all experience from time to time, my suggestion for you would be to stand up for yourself and break this cycle. Just pick your bag up and go to someplace, all by your own, switch off you phone and explore the place
Eat in local food joints
Watch the setting sun with your coffee
Talk to strangers, Make friends.
Travel (a selfie rid travel where you go local and not some luxury stay) teaches you endless number of things. While I lived for a week in Mcleodganj, I had my first beer with a foreigner who had renounced the world and was on the path of turning a monk. We talked, talked for the whole day, walked around the hilly town, came to know of many hidden gems like the one on the way to trek sells some amazing momos, we talked about Buddhism and there at the end of the day i came to know that he left his million dollar family business just to be an explorer, a seeker.
You know what that beer taught me?
To be grateful for being part of the amazing world
“To see the world, things dangerous to come to, to see behind walls, draw closer, to find each other, and to feel. That is the purpose of life.:
When we travel we come across people who are much less fortunate than ourselves. Maybe you meet someone who did not have a fair chance at success due to his or her country’s education system. Or it is very possible that you will come across individuals going up and down the mountain just to make you a bowl of Maggie and all the while you are panting.
When we arrive home from our trip, our journey comes full circle. We realize that maybe our troubles weren’t so bad all along.
If we come home from our trip with a greater knowledge of how to actually live life each day, instead of watching it pass by, then travel has done its job. It has performed its lesson that no other teacher can teach.
And that lesson is to be kind.
To be grateful for the life we are living.
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