JOURNEYMAN
Of unceasing joy emanating from cruising in a luxury liner,touching the skies in a Concorde or the lilt with friends in a train ,being crushed in a crowded local bus or simply jaunting on foot for the pleasant feel of a walk ,travel is a treasure of our times.It is an abode of experience ranging from joy to anxiety,hope,despair,conquest,capitulations bundled under the stratified aspect of human emotions and expectations.Perhaps life by virtue of being a journey with a final
destination clouded in confusion,unclear about its termination is the most enthralling and enchanting journey of all kinds.
Travel as in literal sense holds a lot for us to explore but the metaphorical dimension of travel is as enthusing and inviting to unravel its beauty and glory.Man ,by virtue of being a bundle of emotions rides far through and unknown distances through his thoughts.In that sense the growth of every individual and of all collective entities in this universe can well be measured by how far we progress from a virtual “ground zero”.
We never travel between destinations.It is always something more than what the apparent terms convey.Every initiative of a journey carries with it some expectations,some goals to be met and tasks to set right.Unmasking the very essence of our journeys are our emotions.
One of the most powerful illusions of travel that we ever tread are through our dreams.Inexplicable contours of human complexity are brought to the fore in this unconquered reality of our lives.Sometimes they are the spark behind our actions and are the impetus propelling our vision in an otherwise monotonous,moribund, mortal motions through the trek called life.
Dreams ignite minds,moot ideas,introduce innovations and impart information.They are the mystic miracles that cast a spell and bewitch our minds to act in a way they tend to make us traverse.It is in this imperative and undeniable spirit that they are
a journey by themselves of unexplored territories and as pointers to the impending future.
The concept of time,of a past ,a present and future mirages into an oblivion in this journey (of dreams)encapsulating theories,sinking logic and stumping rational.They are a truth by themselves that transcends,tranquilizes and trepidation,tell-tale evidences of which have been showered upon us.
Journeys such as dream scale us to new heights and make us what we are not or rather what we were not to be.Looks like this journey of mine has traveled to end in a dream but the reality is that,in black and white I have put down something for you to read.
