I’ve been blessed with the opportunity to travel a fair bit in my life for such a young age. The thing that I love about travelling is that you get to meet so many different places. I find it fascinating to experience the different personalities of cities around the world. Each place I’ve been to has left a certain mark on me, a memory. Travelling is exotic. And I think a longing for travelling is natural feeling for many people. So it’s quite easy to fall in love with a city far away. The more difficult task really is falling in love with your own city. Sometimes we feel stuck in a monotonous life and we no longer notice the nuances of the place we live. On these days I always dream of travelling to somewhere new and exciting, an escape from my ordinary life. But that is no way to live. We should not feel the need to travel to take a break from our lives. Every moment is a part of your life whether it’s in the heart of New York or on an acreage in the rural suburbs. One should not be more exciting, more real, than the other. So it is with this mindset that I look upon the city that I am living in now. Though it is a transitional stepping stone in the path of my life, I want to look upon this place with new eyes. I want to find the quirks of this city, because every place has its quirks. Is every day going to be an adventure? Hell no. But that doesn’t mean I can’t try.