I cannot recall a chapter or moment in my life, in which art has not been a vital part. Ever since I read the first Lord of the Rings book, watched Aladdin in theaters, and played The Legend of Zelda on my Gameboy for the first time, it continues to play a tremendous role in my life. So much so that I’m hesitant to trivialize these mediums as simple escapist fantasies. Without a doubt, that’s what they can be, a refuge or safe haven for people like me who sometimes struggle to find their place in this mad, mad world.
However, some of the books I’ve read, movies I’ve watched, and games I’ve played go beyond this label. They have helped me cope with the bad times as well as given me the strength and confidence to do what I felt was necessary to lead the life of my choice. Continue reading “Indiana Jones and The Foundation of My Youth”
I had the most profound revelation during a long train ride from Goa up to Mumbai. It was late in the evening and all six berths in our section – three on each side – were already folded out and occupied by tired passengers. I, however, could not sleep as I was lying in the bottom bunk with my flashlight still on and the pages of Charles Allen’s book ‘A Mountain in Tibet’ still open. It’s a book that chronicles the exploration of the revered Mount Kailas and the discovery of the sources of the four great rivers – the Indus, the Ganges, the Brahmaputra, and the Sutlej. Every person depicted in this book had their own reasons for venturing into these uncharted and dangerous areas. It was either for the sake of spiritual enlightenment, geographical exploration, and discovery or for more selfish reasons such as fame, admiration, and recognition. Whatever it was, in the end, they all had one thing in common: they possessed the heart of an explorer. And on that fateful train ride to Mumbai, I realized that I, too, was in possession of it. Clear as day, then and there it dawned on me just as sudden, that I now had a purpose. Continue reading “My New Life As An Explorer: A Declaration”
Over the course of the last few years I’ve sold my identity.
Okay, that sounds overly dramatic and exaggerated, but for a long time I actually thought that my video games and movies were a physical manifestation of my identity. I mean, I wasn’t just any casual gamer or movie fan. I had over 700 movies from all eras and a video game collection composed of multiple consoles, collectibles, special editions and rarities. In fact, by selling these possessions I managed to finance many of my travels.
Continue reading ““The Things You Own End Up Owning You” – Why I Love Minimalism”
“The world was simple – stars in the darkness. Whether it was 1947 B.C. or A.D. suddenly became of no significance. We lived, and that we felt with alert intensity. We realized that life had been full for men before the technical age also – in fact, fuller and richer in many ways than the life of modern man. Time and evolution somehow ceased to exist; all that was real and that mattered were the same today as they had always been and always would be. We were swallowed up in the absolute common measure of history – endless unbroken darkness under a swarm of stars.” Continue reading “Why Do We Travel?”
It has been a long year. Many people say that time goes by so fast and they may be right. But only if we look back and reflect we can actually see how much has really happened in the past 365 days. For example, just the thought that at the beginning of 2017 I was still working at Slumber Party is unbelievable. To me it seems almost like a lifetime ago. But now it’s time to finally wrap things up and close the chapter of 2017. And I’d like to end it by writing about the last country I have visited before flying back to my family and friends for Christmas and New Year. Nicaragua is not only a beautiful and friendly country, but also absolutely “diacachimba”! Continue reading “Building Dreams In Nicaragua”
I quit most of my presence on social media and I don’t intend on spending (read: wasting) any more time on it. Except for my occasional post on Facebook, I gradually stopped seeing the point in using those platforms. Continue reading “Why I Quit Social Media”
Traveling in my opinion is a roller coaster ride in many ways. It is exhilarating and exciting, full of rapid ups and downs, twists and turns, and in our adrenalin fueled state a journey often ends with a wanting for more. The high intensity with which we feel our emotions during traveling is a big part of why it is such a unique and sought after experience. We are scared shitless at first, when we are thrown into a seemingly different world, thousands of miles away from our home; unsure what to do and scared of the bewildering unknown. Then we are relieved once we find a partner or partners, who will join us on our trip and who give us a warm sense of security and the opposite of loneliness. We experience joy and happiness as our travel group grows and we are saddened once the inevitable goodbye disbands this group, at least on a physical level. We fall in love, we fall out of love. As I said: a roller coaster ride. And although it often leaves us with a wanting for more, eventually even this adrenaline rush will fade and exhaustion will take its place. The roller coaster stops for a while. And I’m beginning to feel that I might have reached this point. Continue reading “I Think I’m Ready To Settle Down”