Some of the drives can get tough. For some reason, you have, in your mind decided to get to a certain place by sunset. As time passes by, you begin to realize you may not make it, and yet want to get as close as you could. The roads are bad, tiresomeness has already set in. You just want to find that imagined bed, and not wake up until the next morning, when it is time to hit the road again. Tired and restless, you realize you have been looking at the odometer more often than not, in the anxiety of ‘getting there’.
At other times, there may be good music or the company of loved ones. It may just be the sights that keep you hooked, not noticing where you are really headed or for how long you have been driving. It doesn’t matter, and even if it does, your mind forgets it, if only temporarily. You hardly pay heed to the milestones that pass by.
I wouldn’t say this journey has been of the latter kind. Yet, it has been no less fascinating. At least when I have been at it. And then there have been those diversions, significant ones. What these were, I know not, but the result has been obvious to all of us. Yet, there has been something that kept bringing me back here every now and then, if only rarely.
As I was ‘shifting spaces’, I happened to inadvertently go through some of the older posts. And that is when it struck me that it has been
5 years 6 years (and thanks to Atul for correcting this!) since it all started, in this manner.