Humans
have always been inquisitive about knowing foreign lands. This itch
to travel, to know the world is much more than sheer curiosity. We
all humans are made of the same flesh and blood and it would be no
surprise that we are drawn towards each other. The world is a family
and that is the reason why I love the world.
I
have travelled many places and my kitty of travel stories is filled
with umpteen anecdotes where persons who weren't of my race, religion
or nationality, who spoke a language different from mine, held a set
of beliefs which I didn't share, went out of their ways to help me.
Locating my hotel, a tourist spot which was hidden some where behind
numerous alleys, these friends really helped me. The smiles on their
faces were genuine, the warmth which they radiated stood in my heart
forever, telling me that the world is a nice place to live. Strangers
from the far foreign lands have now become close pals, with whom I
share the ups and downs of my life.
Can
you imagine what the world would have been if the two Fs were absent
– F for food and F for friends. Well I have already spoken about
friends. Food is a very important, rather most important reason of my
survival. I am a sport to try new gourmets. I love the world because
it offers such delicious, mouthwatering recipes which I first devour
with my eyes and than tongue.
I
like the world because whenever the din of my everyday life leaves me
bogged and heavy, I can leave it all behind and travel to another
corner of the world. Travel lifts our spirits for we leave everything
behind.
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