Showing posts with label Post-travel dilemma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Post-travel dilemma. Show all posts

Saturday, August 15, 2009

What should I write?

Why is this so that a confused person doesn’t just end up being confused but also starts from being confused? Is this intelligence to be able to see more choices or stupidly to keep lingering the decision making process? Should perennially confused people also be considered retard? I don’t really know if this is a right platform to address these questions but I guess it would be right to talk about at least my own confusion.

The day I started planning my trip, I began asking many questions to myself, my family, my friends, and Google. I would ask question and in turn ask another question basis the answers I got. I even thought whether going with an organized tour would have been a better idea, since I could at least ‘for once’ avoid the notorious tag of confused person. However, I knew that I didn’t have much too loose, as I was going alone; so either I screw up my trip or I find the joy of my life, no one was there to critic me. This encouraged me to create the chaos of my life! I would wake up till late and do lot of research on the pretext of planning my trip but somewhere I knew that I was fuelling my passion for confusion. The more I saw, the more I did…

My first euro trip ended, and ended quite contentedly. I visited 3 countries and 6 destinations, met many people from around the world, and learnt so many new things about different cultures. I wanted to retain my memories of all those things that I did or that happened to me, that’s why I had chosen to carry a diary with me. Every night after returning to my hostel, I would devote around an hour and half to write down the details of my day. It’s been around 3 weeks since I came back and once again I am playing my favorite game… this or that?

Seeing the increasing heartbeats, restlessness and some strange movement inside my abdomen, you might say that I’ve got stress… but wait, don’t forget that excitement also has some similar symptoms! The excitement of indulging in my favorite pastime is really high. After all, I once again have a question to answer – what should I write?

After spending more than 20 days in planning the trip, consuming nearly 5 months of my savings, wasting roughly 1/15th of my time in just writing during the trip and clicking more than 850 photographs, I think I will have to do a similar mammoth exercise in just figuring out what I should be writing. By the way, what’s wrong in being confused if I have acquired a taste for chaotic way of thinking? If not, then just help me in answering what should I write?