Like any person that's interested in traveling and dreams of seeing as much of the world as humanly possible, I spend a lot of time inside my head making plans to go to the places I haven't been to, yet. But when it really comes down to sitting down with a calendar and a budget, I always end up making plans to go back to the places I have been to, already.
And I always wondered why. Yes, I love Hampi, I love Goakarna, and Himachal in itself is love. But why do I always go back to these and don't think about going and exploring Rajasthan, or the North east?
Nostalgia? May be. Am i just a creature of habit? May be. Or do I find comfort in the familiar?
In a world where there is so much that's temporary, and there are so many things that change in the blink of an eye, may be I take comfort in going back to something familiar. When I go back to Hampi, I stay at the same place, go to the same cafes, eat the same food, and fall in love with the same things, all over again. In a world, where what you love easily becomes a thing of the past, may be I take comfort in falling back in love with the same thing all over again.
There are a lot of things in life you can't go back to, a lot of people you can't hold conversations with anymore. So may be I like the fact that I can go back to these places, and feel the feeling I first felt, despite how much the place has changed and despite how much I have changed.
If traveling is about exploring new places, I'm not a traveler at all. I'm probably just a sucker for nostalgia, and I'm probably just chasing moments, in places known in ways unknown. With my people, and people that eventually become mine.
And may be I'm just moving from one familiar territory to another, in the process of becoming familiar with myself. 📷 @mridzvidz
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