The thirst of a traveller is impossible to quench... Traveling has always fascinated me ever since my childhood . The craving to travel is the direct consequence of my love for reading. Ever since I remember I have been reading reading and reading. Books have provided wings to my thoughts, dreams and fantasies. Iwould experience the wonders of foreign lands across the oceans , the cultural experiences, the finer nuances of dinning, the customs and traditions of different lands, the gender equations and many more. It provided the perfect fodder for a young fertile mind to escape from the dull routine academics which I wasn’t good at anyways. As the years sped by, my craving for traveling was fulfilled by my dad’s job in which we were provided paid trips once every four years. Over the course of years I have traveled far and wide and found myself in the most unlikeliest of places. Every journey to a new place has been a revelation . I seem to fall in love with the new geography, with the people , their dress, their language everything seem fascinating and leave me spell bound.
