Emptiness

This day 1 month ago, I was gearing up for the most unexpected event of a lifetime. This is probably the final experience of a lifetime when you have got better things to do than to worry about your future, when you’re trekking across 8 countries with your folks’ money and when you’re caught in between a new chapter and the old.

I’d be lying to myself if I said I wanted to leave the western way of life for the comfort zone I call home. I’d be equally lying if I said I never relieved the 14 days by constantly flicking through the hundreds of snapshots containing smiles and joy night after night. I’d be definitely lying if I said the event was magnificent entirely on its own, not because of the people I have came across.

I am in my final destination, where I can still freely exercise my childishness and when I can still refuse to grow up to face the reality of a dog eat dog world out there.