In my entire life, the only other country that I've ever been was Singapore, and that was in my teens decades ago; the only place I travelled by flight was to Sarawak and back when I served there for 3 years as a teacher. I can conclude that in my entire life (till today), I've never actually stepped beyond Malaysia & Singapore while some lucky 10-year-old kid has been to Hong Kong Disneyland, and would be going to Australia end of this year. How I wish that kid was me instead.
I was never born a traveller. I dislike the inconvenience and the tiresome journey after spending hours on the airplane and in transit. Over the past 2 years, especially after my Big-D, friends and relatives have been advising me to get out of my comfort zone and see the world as I'm now a free man. I have been kind of reluctant when I thought of the air fare and the distance.
However, I've come to realise something. I won't live forever; now I'm blogging this post. Tomorrow, I may be gone six feet underground. Life is THAT fragile as we don't know when God will call us home. Before this happens, I am determined to travel though I'm not too sure if I'd do it alone, with a partner, or a group. For someone whose mouth contains tonnes of gold, I think it's wise to go in a group for a start. I'm not rich, despite what others think. Half my salary goes to paying fixed monthly debts, a huge chunk goes to the utility companies, while the rest ... well, I still need my necessities, don't I... leaving nothing much for travelling, and a negative bank balance if I did.
But I'm determined to travel at least once a year. Perhaps to Singapore once more to see the changes - not that I could remember much, anyway. Thereafter, I need to venture away from the little island and see what other continents have to offer. If you've not seen the world, you've read only a page of a book.
Right now, my cup of life is not even half full. I want to fill it up till it overflows if I can. I want to die a well-travelled person, touch the soil of other nations, taste new culinary delights, take snapshots of beautiful beaches and ancient architectures. It's not too late to start. Sounds like a dream? Maybe... maybe not. I think God is all merciful, and He won't take me away so soon. Touch wood!
3 comments:
hi, cant remember how i landed here..been hopping from one blog to another..no, it's not a dream, it will realise once you take your first step. Not for anyone else but for yourself. it's achieveable!!
Sure you can..dreams can move a mountain..lol. Thats what I do too for the past 2 years. I started my travel from Sabah itself then slowly out of Sabah. Yes..life is fragile. We never knew what will happen ahead..
You sounded like me for not being a traveller. My Quay Lo has to almost beg me to travel with him. Like you, I don't like the inconvenience of packing and unpacking and also I hate the time in the plane. The funny thing is, once I reach the destination, I will somehow enjoy myself so for me, I HAVE to talk myself into lifting that heavy first step and once done, the following steps are a whisk! If you keep on dreaming and don't stop, it will come true. You are so right, life is unpredictable, so do the things that make you happy NOW, not later.
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