Of Meandering Roads and the Footprints Behind- Thoughts of a Co-Contributor

I walked alone

Knowing not the destination

All I wanted was the journey

Across the meandering roads

Over the hills and the valleys

Across rivers and the forests

The journey is more important than the destination. Living and enjoying the moment gives more satisfaction than the rush to get to the end.

One does not care what the world thinks about you. You like to live for yourself and wander around without any preconceived notions. There shall come a time when people will follow your steps and a caravan will eventually form.

Picture and write-up Credits: Epsita Ganguly Sikdar