Friday, September 28, 2012

The traveller, the wanderer and the nomad

It was a whirlwind, not exactly all over the country, but at least in all the directions of the country. The last three months had been packed with travel - most of it for business and a little for leisure. A bit of Gujarat and a bit of Goa, a bit of Delhi and a bit of Rajasthan, a bit of Bengal and a bit of Jharkhand, a bit of Andhra and there was even a trip to Bangalore. The last leg to Chennai and around is still pending and I may do that sometime in October or may postpone to some other time. But the good thing about the entire whirlwind was that I didn't have to do it alone.

I was kind of exhausted after every trip, because it was almost like traveling for the entire week, coming back in the weekend, packing and getting ready for the next trip. I would almost struggle to recollect immediately when I wake up in the morning, which city I was in. Logging in from the airport, attending calls from the railway station, making presentation decks in the taxi, sleeping in the bus stand - would have been a good short film to make out of.

Evidently I was not able to write anything here, and I don't expect to write anything for some more time, because there is a lot to catch up everywhere. And how much will I be able to write after that - I will leave it to life, its responsibilities and commitments to decide for themselves.