Hi! I’m Ankit, just an ordinary traveller. My journey is one that many can relate to, a desire to explore the world but feeling constrained by life’s responsibilities.

My story is as simple as the life of a typical office-going person working 9 to 6 in a cubicle.

I can relate to that person because I was there, inside that cubicle, occasionally peeking out to see something interesting.

But why will I ever see anything unusual in a place where people are paid to stay monotonous? It’s called routine, and believe it or not, a daily routine is the most critical aspect of your work life, more important than your salary. You can afford to lose your salary for a while, but skipping a routine is a crime.

See, got carried away! It happens.

Now, I was trying to pee out of my cubicle to find something unusual. It never happened, and day after day, I was forced to believe that there was nothing strange outside. People are just like me, and of those we read, stories are not from this world. They must be from some other planet. They never care about money or paying their bills. They go wherever they want as if they have some magic wand or wicked potion. In my leisure, I often looked at their pictures and felt so enchanted. For some strange reason, I started believing in Harry Potter and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry again. Yes, once I was a child, I believed in magic, and then I grew up. Well, while viewing those pictures of mountains, beaches, lakes or landscapes, the only thing that came to my mind was, it would be a damn good wallpaper for my beloved desktop.

Please don’t pity me, as every other person around me was thinking the same. The only difference was I had beautiful beaches, and my other cubicle friend had mountains; that’s it.

Again went off the track. So, yes, I was talking about the office, cubicles, routines, etc., and you must be bored to death now.

Despite the fear and uncertainty, I took a leap of faith. I left behind the familiar, the routine, and found something that felt like magic-my resignation.

Spoilers: As said earlier, It’s not an extraordinary story, so relax. I still have to pay my bills, and there is an ancient saying Out of the frying pan and into the fire. I started studying again to complete my studies. I failed miserably in that, as I was clueless as to why I was doing that. It was just that I started that course a long time ago, and so it will be my only way towards salvation; in Hindi, we call it “Moksha.”

After several years again burning in hellfire, I was sure that I was an Indian, and the only dream I could see was to get a beautiful job with a good-looking salary and a typical wife to live the remaining days on earth.

In India, marriages are holy affairs where two people first meet in heaven and again meet when they are married. It’s true if you believe in Facebook and Instagram posts.

For me, my Harry Potter and Hogwarts days were over now, and believing in those magical things started giving me nightmares.

I was, actually, still living in my cubicle, trying to peak out to see something cool.

I had to see something cool; I was desperate, and I stopped believing in anything that was around me.

I was sincerely failing my exams and got broke.

Forget to tell you about my girlfriend. Let’s leave it that way.

Well, life was a mess now, and with no hope of any revival, I finally started looking for other options, jobs, or maybe some business. To settle down in life.

Then I asked myself a genuine question: what is settling down? The same old answers apply to a well-paid job, wife, children, etc. Then there was a time when I opened my laptop and started writing, just like that, random stuff, sometimes, which never made sense. Still, I kept writing, and finally, after writing so many things, I knew that this was something I always wanted to do. I always wanted to be a traveller, but only in my head; likewise, I always wanted to write, but that too only in my head. When I wrote my first blog, It didn’t give me any money or recognition, but there was some solace. Still, something was missing; what was that?

This question answered itself when I revived a domain that I purchased a long time back inside that cubicle. That was an investment I made for my ticket to Hogwarts. I never really got admission there, but it feels good. And who knows, someday, this investment can put me on someone’s wallpaper.

Remember, life is a journey of tests and trials. It may not always be easy, but there’s always a path. Even when the road seems foggy, keep walking. One day, the mist will clear, and you’ll be greeted by the warm, welcoming sunlight.