Riding the Endless Road with Whitman and My Munnar Journey

Today, I rode to Munnar on my bike. The wind touched my face like a friend, the hills stood like guardians, and the road whispered stories. As I climbed higher, with clouds floating beside me and the green world rolling beneath, I felt something that words can hardly capture a pure sense of freedom.

This feeling reminded me of Walt Whitman’s poem, “Song of the Open Road.” Whitman writes, “Afoot and light-hearted, I take to the open road.” His words match my journey. Like him, I didn’t just travel through a place, I travelled through my thoughts. The open road becomes more than a path, it’s a space to think, breathe, and simply be.

I wished the road wouldn’t end. I hoped the fuel tank would stay full forever. I didn’t want hunger to come, or time to hurry me back. For those few hours, I wasn’t a teacher or a researcher. I was just a rider, a traveler, a soul soaking in the sky.

Whitman believed that the road is for everyone, it welcomes all. It doesn’t ask about your past or your plans. It just invites you. He celebrates the journey, not the destination. Today, I understood what that means.

In our busy lives, we often forget to pause. But roads like the one to Munnar and poems like Whitman’s remind us to embrace the journey, trust the path, and keep riding with an open heart.

So, to anyone reading this pack your thoughts, fuel your dreams, and take that road. It might just lead you to yourself.

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