For those of you who have been following my 2014 journey, you know that a lot has happened on the personal front. Sometimes, to begin afresh, you have to go back to where it all started. That's what 2014 has been about for me, I suppose.
When you travel, A new silence Goes with you, And if you listen, You will hear What your heart would Love to say.
We travel to go far away from the place of our birth and see the other side of sunrise. We travel in search of our childhood; of births unconceived. We travel so that unfinished alphabets complete. Let farewell be imbued with promises. Let us move far away like the twilight that accompanies us and bids us farewell. We tear up destinies and disperse their pages in the wind before we find—or fail to find—our life story in other books.