What have I seen of this world? Nothing. For the past 24 years of my life I have lived with my parents, in one city, interacting day in day out with a singular race of people.True there are so many languages and dialects in this one state itself, but this is not all. The country has so many more languages. I have never really lived somewhere else.
May be it is time I did that. May be it is time I went away from the protective upbringing, the loving parents, the always-watching-my-back friends, the comfortable confines of home. I mean, work has been a rude shock. There are so many brutal truths of life I am so blissfully unaware of. However the fact remains that life is cruel, and saying it over and over again will never really give me a taste of it. I have to go there and face it on my own, alone. So that next time around I do not coil back in a foetal timidity to my home, my room, under the warmth of my blanket, walking randomly on the streets of my city trying to regain my sanity by looking at a familiar skyline.
Shelley was lucky. Actually all the guys who graduated with Shelley were lucky, I talk of Shelley since he is famous and I like him. He had the concept of taking life easy. Also he had the luxury of a Grand Tour. I wish I could do something like that. Visit ornate cities and write poetry. I would love to go to Paris and sit by the Seine. Just sit there watching the handsome men and the lovely lights. Or in Egypt, at the feet of the Sphynx, and think of the pharoahs and how long long back in time these were built and wonder.
I need to just get out have a brilliant time before I fade into another ordinry life bound by the clock. I need to steal some time from my life for myself, for having that one flash of extraordinariness which I shall cherish for the rest of my life.
yes yes do so by all means. without being away from home, one does not realise the importance of home. you need to have a complete rounded experience. a change of scene for a little while will do you much good.
ReplyDeleteyou see thats the whole point, Shelley could not, how shall I put it have fun with the food,drink,women and poetry at home. I don't want the women, but a few French or Spanish men won't do me much harm.
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