Travelled a lot, learnt
a lot.
Don’t ask me how and
what, its complicated.
Been to the jungles and
the beaches.
Made new friends, and
lost my soul.
At least some part of
it.
That’s the neat poem
summarizing my travels last month or so, if not comprehensive or accurate. I
travelled to Maredumilli in forests of AP, I travelled to Mahabaleshwar with
family and then finished off with a trip to Goa. Holiday season for you. All
fun, in their own way, but I learnt something in Goa. It is hard to be lonely.
Yes, I, of all people, felt lonely when left alone to my devices in a street
full of booze and whatnot. Somehow, it didn’t seem good enough. Maybe the place
wasn’t, it was crowded and messy. I didn’t have a plan or a good book. I was
restless in some way. I was depressed a whole day after coming back - my
longest stretch in memory. I can’t say if it is something with me. Maybe I will
go to some other place and I can be happy alone again. After all, how can I get
a better company?
My biggest trouble
right now are bed bugs. And I can’t even feel them properly.
Of course I am not
counting my parents who are resolute on getting me married off to some girl
with peanuts for brain. Not on my watch, father.
Neither am I counting
the stagnation phase I seem to be always in. But does that count as a problem,
like technically? Or is it the only one that matters, man?
Future holds good
things, yeah. I have a birthday coming up for starters. Well, let’s just say
future holds things.
Update: Bed bugs are
out, at least I scared them enough to make them stay out of my sight.
Stagnation turned out to be a valid problem, one which needs a solution. And
family, yeah.