A request made to the
airport immigration officer: in mar’11 to stamp on a fresh page for
cheap thrills vs. in jan’12 to consider stamping on one of the used
pages to save myself from the effort of a passport reapplication is a
story worth editing.
India -> Malaysia -> Singapore -> Malaysia -> Thailand -> Laos -> Vietnam -> Cambodia -> Malaysia -> Singapore -> Hong Kong -> Macao -> Hong Kong -> Singapore -> Tioman Island -> Singapore -> Thailand -> Singapore -> Indonesia -> Singapore -> Malaysia -> India (Kolkata – Jharkhand – Bihar – Delhi – Goa – Mumbai – Jharkhand – Kolkata) -> Malaysia -> Singapore -> New Zealand -> Singapore -> India (Chennai – Bangalore – Lucknow – Gorakhpur) -> Nepal -> India (Jharkhand – Delhi – Mumbai – Kolkotta – Jharkhand – Gujarat – Mumbai) -> Thailand -> Singapore -> Philippines -> Singapore -> Indonesia -> India (Mumbai – Kasol – Rishikesh – Delhi) -> Hong Kong.
55 stamps in 11 months led me to a Jumbo passport by Indian High Commission.. I wanted to travel with an entry ticket to any place and “May be” & “I don’t know” with the only two words as a plan to the forward.
From missing my flights.. to hitch-hiking.. to feeling the pleasure and pain of a 3 inch needle piercing across my nose bone.. to assisting a woman get aborted.. to getting rejected at the border/embassy for visas.. to traveling in an almost broken bus for 2.5 days-3 nights without a break.. to getting in a spot with no money and starving to death from hunger.. to snatch fighting my lungs out with a taxi driver when left in the middle of nowhere with an exorbitant fare charged/bus conductor when he forced us to get down at some random place hours before my destination coz apparently he fucked up the maths.. to experiencing the heights of helplessness coz of one single lie.. to communicating with people to find my way when no one without exaggeration understood any common language.. to knocking at random doors for trying my luck to couchsurf.. to living out of a backpack for almost a year and out of a campervan for weeks.. to using everypossible way of commute for getting around.. to meeting the most classical crooks.. to biking across a whole country for days.. to dealing with exigencies with any receipt cut.. to getting hammered in the world famous beach parties or being a part of festivals that got busted.. to getting adventurous through Quad biking, Skydiving, Glacier trek, Helmet diving, Water rafting, Bamboo sailing, Safaris, Fire jump ropes, Zorbing, treking.. to learning how to float and later swim in the sea.. to sleeping on the road side places or literally on road sometimes with my sleeping bag as the most comfortable mattress around.. to having to eat everything that crawls and smells including goat blood.. to tenting in dark and realising the world around in the morning.. to getting hosted by the most random people and places.. to having the most expensive encounters with the police.. to working for weeks as a caretaker and in a shack to earn for some living.. to reach various levels of high through names and ways I never knew.. to encountering black magic and god.. to creating a plan and then depleting it myself within no time coz there was never a plan.. to experiencing the most beautiful creations of nature and human art.. to absolutely doing nothing (no phone and no internet for months together).. to getting an extending arm from ways and means I never imagined.. to falling in love.. to getting married.. to travelling and meeting with people from all across the world and getting to know so much about their experiences, culture and facts.. to volunteering for a Children’s home.. to learning to let things go, the elementary issues of interest.
The more I saw things, the more I realised the minusculity of money to live life and the more I challenged my cocoon, the more I realised the concept of “no fear as it doesn’t matter”. It taught me to stop and value real stuff. We always know it but we ignore it. Also that one should dream for the best but be prepared for the worst. Life doesn’t stop for anyone and that’s the only rule of reality. If life doesn’t, human should be kept way beyond one’s expectation. Every relation contributes losses and gains to us in some extent. The key is to always mantain your position and remember to stand up with every fall. Do everything for something/someone but not to the extent that you become nothing/no-one when that entity is gone. Its your life as you have decided it, decisions made by you in the past have put you in the shoes you are in today and that’s the only truth. There is no one else to appreciate or blame for. And of-course there is magic by the angels … Identify them.
India -> Malaysia -> Singapore -> Malaysia -> Thailand -> Laos -> Vietnam -> Cambodia -> Malaysia -> Singapore -> Hong Kong -> Macao -> Hong Kong -> Singapore -> Tioman Island -> Singapore -> Thailand -> Singapore -> Indonesia -> Singapore -> Malaysia -> India (Kolkata – Jharkhand – Bihar – Delhi – Goa – Mumbai – Jharkhand – Kolkata) -> Malaysia -> Singapore -> New Zealand -> Singapore -> India (Chennai – Bangalore – Lucknow – Gorakhpur) -> Nepal -> India (Jharkhand – Delhi – Mumbai – Kolkotta – Jharkhand – Gujarat – Mumbai) -> Thailand -> Singapore -> Philippines -> Singapore -> Indonesia -> India (Mumbai – Kasol – Rishikesh – Delhi) -> Hong Kong.
55 stamps in 11 months led me to a Jumbo passport by Indian High Commission.. I wanted to travel with an entry ticket to any place and “May be” & “I don’t know” with the only two words as a plan to the forward.
From missing my flights.. to hitch-hiking.. to feeling the pleasure and pain of a 3 inch needle piercing across my nose bone.. to assisting a woman get aborted.. to getting rejected at the border/embassy for visas.. to traveling in an almost broken bus for 2.5 days-3 nights without a break.. to getting in a spot with no money and starving to death from hunger.. to snatch fighting my lungs out with a taxi driver when left in the middle of nowhere with an exorbitant fare charged/bus conductor when he forced us to get down at some random place hours before my destination coz apparently he fucked up the maths.. to experiencing the heights of helplessness coz of one single lie.. to communicating with people to find my way when no one without exaggeration understood any common language.. to knocking at random doors for trying my luck to couchsurf.. to living out of a backpack for almost a year and out of a campervan for weeks.. to using everypossible way of commute for getting around.. to meeting the most classical crooks.. to biking across a whole country for days.. to dealing with exigencies with any receipt cut.. to getting hammered in the world famous beach parties or being a part of festivals that got busted.. to getting adventurous through Quad biking, Skydiving, Glacier trek, Helmet diving, Water rafting, Bamboo sailing, Safaris, Fire jump ropes, Zorbing, treking.. to learning how to float and later swim in the sea.. to sleeping on the road side places or literally on road sometimes with my sleeping bag as the most comfortable mattress around.. to having to eat everything that crawls and smells including goat blood.. to tenting in dark and realising the world around in the morning.. to getting hosted by the most random people and places.. to having the most expensive encounters with the police.. to working for weeks as a caretaker and in a shack to earn for some living.. to reach various levels of high through names and ways I never knew.. to encountering black magic and god.. to creating a plan and then depleting it myself within no time coz there was never a plan.. to experiencing the most beautiful creations of nature and human art.. to absolutely doing nothing (no phone and no internet for months together).. to getting an extending arm from ways and means I never imagined.. to falling in love.. to getting married.. to travelling and meeting with people from all across the world and getting to know so much about their experiences, culture and facts.. to volunteering for a Children’s home.. to learning to let things go, the elementary issues of interest.
The more I saw things, the more I realised the minusculity of money to live life and the more I challenged my cocoon, the more I realised the concept of “no fear as it doesn’t matter”. It taught me to stop and value real stuff. We always know it but we ignore it. Also that one should dream for the best but be prepared for the worst. Life doesn’t stop for anyone and that’s the only rule of reality. If life doesn’t, human should be kept way beyond one’s expectation. Every relation contributes losses and gains to us in some extent. The key is to always mantain your position and remember to stand up with every fall. Do everything for something/someone but not to the extent that you become nothing/no-one when that entity is gone. Its your life as you have decided it, decisions made by you in the past have put you in the shoes you are in today and that’s the only truth. There is no one else to appreciate or blame for. And of-course there is magic by the angels … Identify them.
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