The time traveller is someone who is thought about at times, is used as an expression when boredom sets in, gets a look of wonder on the faces that are lost in the journey of one.
Oh, what it would be like, to be a time traveller. To travel along paths unknown, bending around rising peaks, crawling along silent streams, unevenly branched out around lush forests, slipping on windy sand dunes; and all but a travel of mystery and depth.
A time traveller conjures varying images, from a poor boy that travels miles to seek fortune, to wisps of air that look like thin long strands of thread as it rushes past you to travel through ages unseen - spinning from history to future in a blur, in a moment which is unthinkable.
It is a fantasy to be the time traveller we dream to be. Be it travelling through time, or travelling along with time on your side, there is something dreamy about being a traveller. It represents motion, action, excitement, passion in times when life seems to revolve around beautiful yet all-too-simple facts and figures of hours ticking by.
The power associated with being a time traveller is unusual and gripping. There are no boundaries or rules, and life is an adventure without any plane tickets or visa hassles. It’s a journey where one chooses a destination and is transported to the land in a matter of milliseconds. It satisfies the curiosity of a past we only manage to read in politically correct textbooks. It shows us the world we all seek to know yet only manage to console ourselves with blinding headlines and exaggerated reports - the Truth.
The world is your oyster explains the mystical nature that comes alive with being a time taveller. Everything is defined in our lives. From searching on Google for all and sundry information, to 'genres' that help us classify music and data, to 'departments' where companies and universities can manage their work load better and avoid confusion of mixing everything up under one roof. We live by the rules, play by them (abiding by them is a different issue altogether) and define our moral stands and ways of living by them. Yet, our happiness is there when there is a sense of charge, purpose and energy in life. And this is an aspect which cannot be governed by rules or terms and conditions.
Gone are the days when sailing like Vasco da Gama was normal. The eternal purpose of filling our curious minds with answers and journeys has diminished or subsided, with the age of technology answering whatever possible question a human mind can think of.
Setting off to unknown destinations is declared as 'madness' and one is expected (and required) to attend dinners and live their lives as indicated by social norms. Yes, our lives aren't our own anymore, no matter how much we claim our 'individuality' as our own. Maybe it's the safe shell in which we live - boring yet safe, or maybe it's a pattern we were meant to and longed to follow all these centuries.
But we are still the way we really are - restless. With Google and other websites at your feet to serve every possible whim of your mind, we are still curious. What is the world truly like? Are we put on this planet to only drive that one way home, what is the life beyond what we see?
Books can explain civilizations, activities can help us understand the joy of living in different era, yet the feeling of 'being' in one is truly satisfied when one is present there. And this is where our wonder for time travellers arises. When you visit a chocolate factory, you see chocolate being made - the joy and amazement when you see that process is beyond words. And it isn't even remotely close to the novels that (try to) explain the mechanism by posting pictures of fancy plants and boilers. When we come face-to-face with an object, it stays with us, unlike an image that barely registers in our mind while flipping through descriptive magazines.
All of us, at some stage, have wondered or wanted, to be a time traveller - to live that life when time is all we have, when the world is all we see, when words and voices are incomparable to action and drama seen live, when facts are defied by experience of seeing the world the way it existed, when knowledge takes a whole new meaning in observant eyes.
The world is your oyster, my time traveller. It is a mystical journey, a dream we might achieve when human beings cease to exist. It is a fantasy beyond the realm of technology. It is, The Time Traveller.
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