It’s the people rushing… It’s the engine roaring… It’s the cafes inviting… Travelling on your own is but a heaven on earth feeling. I could blab a thousand words about it and still feel not good enough to describe the feeling of being in a pavement watching people rush by, heeding the steel bird roars off to nowhere… I am idly seated on an old fluffy couch at the moment eagerly waiting for my flight–iced coffee caramel on my right and raging ideas on my head with souls busily wandering to and fro for a view. I love travelling because … Continue reading Thoughts on Travelling