THE WORLD IS A BOOK AND THOSE WHO DO NOT TRAVEL READ ONLY ONE PAGE- I WANTED TO BECOME A TRAVEL WRITER AND EXPLORE THE WORLD





THE WORLD IS A BOOK AND THOSE WHO DO NOT TRAVEL READ ONLY ONE PAGE- I WANTED TO BECOME A TRAVEL WRITER AND EXPLORE THE WORLD



I’ve always been passionate about writing and traveling.I have been very fortunate to have traveled and explored extensively in various parts of the places in Nepal, China and India . My passion for travel and writing has taken me to numerous different places in every corner.I understand that not everyone shares the same desire to travel and write extensively and many people are quite content with their current daily lives and living in one place but if you are ready for a change and have been playing with the idea of traveling and exploring and writing what else is out there then I would urge you to go for it!
I learned to experience life fully and to embrace whatever was presented.  I learned to love all people and to respect this beautiful planet that we live on.You don’t need to travel to the world for experiences, they are present all around you every day.  You just have to be willing to look at the blessings each holds.
There is no one best time to start to make a difference to the world. You don’t need to wait till you have the time to share some love; you don’t have to wait till you make more money to share a slice of bread. Little efforts count, and you can start making small contributions today.Some of the things I write don’t always make sense to me when I write them, and they may never make the same sense to you that they do to me, but rereading them years later makes me so happy that I wrote them in the first place. It’s a record of my personal growth, this blog, my confessor, a catalogue of my hopes and dreams and the triumphs and tragedies that sometimes follow when I try to reach them.

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