Being Nomad
What it means to lead a life with no goals? To where am I going to when I have no destination? And more often than not I asked myself where I am from, where is my Home? Destiny is something most of us are running behind and fewer of us are looking for our home, a place to belong.Nomads have no home, they live their life as it passes and their destiny are the places where they reached. Fewer of them are pretty contended by the thought of living this life. Most of them just want to belong to someone somewhere not necessarily a parents, lovers, wives, husbands even kids, as these are the very chains that made them a nomad at first place.
An idea of belonging to someone often comes with a heavy price. A price is too heavy for many of these to pay they mostly end up either shunning them off from people or completely deserting the very ones they were so hardly trying to belong. Even in the cases where they are already living with someone they reach the point of indifference but mostly others fails to recognize and realize the end of this relationship as nomads are mostly too humane to make these people suffer.
Living in the misery of their own reality mostly trying to understand the instability of their own mind and heart which is barely open to anyone always end up living in their own castle of solitude. Blaming oneself and trying to relate more to the world around them only pushes them more towards this loneliness.
These people are not the souls who can’t be saved or can’t be loved even the soul’s who can’t belong. They are the very nectar of love and this life which travels and lives in every corner of this earth. These souls can love, they will love even will belong to the one as long as one don’t take away the very thing that defines them.
