A Weird Spiritual Journey : Auroville

American novelist Henry Miller once said "One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things." His small observation stands true beyond his grave over three decades now.

To travel is to transcend into the unexplored and willing to be ambient with the craziness around. Honestly its easier said than done. The easiest (and its the honest truth) is to go berserk; "What smell is that, the food is horrid, the people are rude, so on and so forth". The toughest is to enjoy the insanity of the uncommon, develop your pallet to something new, to scoop up the non-ubiquitous.

So today I start my own journey, in search of the unknown and the known (aka good food). Although I have traveled before - but there are two differences henceforth ... First the idea that travelling can completely change your life never set in quite the way it has now ... Secondly haven't penned down my travelogues (not in virtual space yet).

Why is this a spiritual journey? For a variety of myriad reasons. For starters I believe travel in itself is therapeutic but more than that on this journey I realized (and am realizing) that its about the company, its about the place, furthermore most importantly its about you. Travel should not make you go wobbly in your stomach with all the things you have to do and manage before and during. It should provide you with serene calmness in your heart. Ans surprisingly I am that weirdly calm in my head when I sleep tonight.

Hence even one of most anarchic 'George Orwell' classic 1984 is providing me with hope and enthusiasm. So is the power of travel ... and so now I go to bed as I have miles to run after I sleep ...