To China to see if they have pet dragons
to light their stoves.
To Spain and check if it really
has the beautiful colors promised in Vicky Christina Barcelona.
To Barbados, Bolivia and Bosnia
because I know nothing about them.
To Bali and Mauritius so I can be
a bum.
To Italy in search of that
ultimate romantic.
To the Sahara desert and look
around with different angles to see if I see a mirage.
To the USA because a sizable portion of my Gujju community is settled there and I want to know why.
To Singapore, Malaysia and
Bangkok because they’re cheap to go to and cheaper to shop in.
To Afghanistan for I secretly wish
to click pictures with the Taliban and become famous.
To France so I can finally make
use of years of French lessons and live on wine and cheese and the irresistible
aroma of freshly baked bread in the countryside boulangerie.
I want to travel because I have
my own little ideas about the world and I badly want them to be true!
Or do I?
Or do I?
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