Travel ???????

I am too old to travel much. Some amount of travel, yes .... but not much. Yet there are places I'd like to visit, places I'd like to go to...... after all I might die anyday.

1. First on the list is Times Square. At Midnight. It's a strange thing, I have never been to the USA.

2. Oh for the purple heather of Greece. It's really a deep purple, merges with the far-off horizon and smells heavenly.

3. London. ......... one word is enough.

4. I want to visit Paris and revisit Paris. Alone. With no one. In the summer. In the rain. Late at night. Walking over the bridges.

5. Haridwar. A trip that Opu and Bhutu and I had planned years back and never materialized.

6. Scotland. And also Cornwall. Once again alone. To meet my friend, the sea.

7. The Garwhal Himalayas, the Kumaon area, Himachal. I dream of this area. The peace. The solitude. The hills are always lovely. If ever I have pots and pots of money, I will retire and live in the hills and build a sanctuary for all my old students. For whoever needs the quietitude and the solace. And of course my company.

8. Lots of other places. In the hills. With the wind on my face. The sound of the sea. The red dust. Long drives on never ending highways.

Forget it. It's not going to happen.