Nomad

How long have you really wandered on your own? What do you see?

I once met a man who claimed that he was a traveler when I didn’t quite understand what the term really meant, especially to label himself that way. He was about 70 years old so I thought he’d have something to say if I listened. He shared a few stories about his journeys for which I could see no particularly deep meaning that I one would expect from a traveler.

But he left me thinking about one thing that he said: if you wanted to travel do it solo; in my opinion, he continued, you are carrying the same energies with your partner when you go to the other place; of course, you would explore each other or your relationship with friends. But when you’re on your own you have that infinite freedom to explore every spectacle.

It is one thing to travel with kith and kin; but traveling by yourself into the unknown, teaches you a little about this world and a lot (or everything, I’m yet to find that out) about yourself.

There are two truths you can live by: change is possible in today’s world; change is impossible in today’s world. Whether you like it or not, the way you live – every detail – fits into one of those two truths. Which one?

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Stories

I. How I met Singaravelu (Or: The dilemma of labels, presumed titles and hypocrisy)