A Girl's Wanderlust

Like every ordinary girl I love shoes, I love shopping and I also love to paint my nails. Yet there was something deeper inside me longing to search, explore and discover more. After my 20+ years of my life I found that I am something different from others and my desire is in different things and I am finally proud of it.

Life is too short. I live to see. I live to fill my life with my real stories. My daydreams will not fall within the typical fairytale love story but rather a fairytale that you may not heard yet.

I am a girl from the reserved family who lives in a small circle and my family pampered me like a kid. Till the day when I went to Noida without them, I don’t know whether I can sleep without my mom/ sister beside me. But that journey is the root cause for my desire on travelling around. That journey made me to realize that I can do my work on my own without anyone’s help. I can also be perfect and also I can be responsible.

Being a last child of family, all the people from the family treated me like a kid even I was 20. So that feel of being responsible is totally different. I was addicted to it and I want it to be more. The experience of facing the world was also different. Because I never faced the world directly. Everything in my life come through my mom and then by my father and then by my sister and then only to me. They usually used to filter the things which might harm me. So in Noida I faced all my problems on my own which improves my confidence. On those days only I realized that I was that much confident.

I love to be alone. And you know what! Being alone and experiencing the nature alone is one kind of addiction. The only one journey which I have experienced that feel was that the Noida trip. But that one trip is enough to fuel my wanderlust.

My twenty one year old dreams are very far from normal. It was not revolved around falling in love with someone that all seem to want. They don’t imagine a grand engagement or a wedding of my dreams. They are on the never ending chase with themselves, a chase to see, live, feel and know all that surrounds them on this earth.

We see pretty filtered pictures of someone on the beach and casually relaxing in the sand like all. We envy them, and want to be them. For many people this is what they think when they think of wanderlust. But not for me.

For me wanderlust is not looking what someone else is doing nor needed it. I think I born with wanderlust. I was born with the need to explore and have adventures because something in my mind that just keeps saying “GO”.

I want to learn new things, see new things, feel the new things and have to fill my life with new things. I want to touch every grain of the sand in each beach and have to swim in every ocean so that I can tell you how the water differs from region to region. I want to learn to say hi in every language and sleep under different skylines so that I can say you how different the stars are. I want to hear the magic of sound in air so that I can tell you that the air cannot be same in any two places. I want to get lost somewhere and want to find the way out. And at the end of the day I will tell you how adventurous to find your own way out.

I never want to be in a single place or to follow the same routine all the life. I want to say good morning to different sunrises and say goodnight to different moons. I want to find the mystery behind every god’s creature or else just I want to see the magic of his creature.

To be precise, I want to be student of the world by paying attention, because I know the world has to teach me more and more. I mean I have many questions in my mind and I know that the only way of getting the answers to my questions is exploring the world. So I go, I explore, I jump and I get lost in the beauty of nature.