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Rewinding to the days when I was a little kid, i used to love to observe trees travel backwards while our train moved ahead. I used to love the sound of a bus engine roaring. i used to love the "discomfort" of not-so-luxurious tents. I used to love to explore, observe, question, learn and live like a hippie.
As a teenager, making boyfriends or looking hip never mattered to me. My shorts and a rugsack was all I needed. I loved playing basketball in scorching heat till my skin turned red. I loved revisiting the places I want to as a child. I loved meeting strangers and talking to them. I loved to just sit and appreciate nature. I used to love see animals in the wild.
And now that I'm so unwise in the world full of wisdom, I've understood that travelling is the only investment I can do for a soulful living. It's amazing to be a stranger yourself, to live like a nomad and to wake up at a completely new place. To unplan and unwind, to just go and just do.
Travelling is the only expense that makes you richer. It makes you go speechless before it turns you to a storyteller!!
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