A year back, I had indulged in some watercolours, to which I ended up adding words. They are just musings of a traveller on a journey of the Self. Sometimes a conversation with myself and sometimes it’s like talking to the nameless fellow travellers who I may never meet, but was travel nevertheless. So here they are. This is part 1, will follow it up with a final part 2.

Postcards to a traveller (part 1) 1
the journey has to start somewhere, sometimes. It’s inevitable, there is no escape.
Postcards to a traveller (part 1) 2
the sooner the better
Postcards to a traveller (part 1) 3
in fact now is a good time
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but where do we start? And where are we going?
Postcards to a traveller (part 1) 5
to find your ‘self’ says a voice.
Postcards to a traveller (part 1) 6
no google maps will help you. But you will know. How long will it take? Maybe a few lifetimes, maybe in the next moment. But will never know if we don’t start.
Postcards to a traveller (part 1) 7
no expensive ticket needed. All you need is silence.
Postcards to a traveller (part 1) 8
you will have to leave behind the comfort of everything you know.
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once you start there is no turning back. One way ticket.
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but it will be one hell of a ride an incredible journey. Not for the weak hearted.

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