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Tuesday, November 3, 2026

The World Can Wait: Where Would I Go If Every Journey Were Free?

If you had a free round-trip ticket to anywhere, where would you go?

The World Can Wait: Where Would I Go If Every Journey Were Free?

Sometimes, the greatest luxury is not travelling anywhere at all.

Imagine receiving two return air tickets to any destination in the world. No restrictions on the airline, no questions about the cost, no worries about accommodation or expenses. Just pack your bags, choose a destination and fly.

It sounds like a traveller’s dream. Yet, when I pause to consider the possibilities, I find myself hesitating. Where would I go?

The world is undoubtedly beautiful, but it is also becoming increasingly complicated. Places that once represented peace and adventure are now caught in political turmoil, regional conflicts and social unrest. Some destinations are geographically distant, others have unpredictable weather, and a few carry uncertainties that have little to do with the landscape. After all, a destination is not merely its mountains, beaches, monuments or magnificent architecture. It is also the people, their attitudes and the atmosphere in which a visitor finds oneself.

I have always believed that travelling should refresh the mind rather than exhaust it. A holiday should not become an exercise in negotiating uncertainty, worrying about safety or constantly checking the news. One should be able to walk through unfamiliar streets, enjoy a meal, admire the scenery and speak to strangers without feeling apprehensive.

Perhaps I have become more cautious with age. Or perhaps experience has taught me that the value of a journey lies not in the number of countries visited but in the quality of moments experienced.

If I were to accept those free tickets, I would look for somewhere peaceful. A place where nature still dictates the rhythm of life, where mornings arrive without the urgency of city traffic, and where evenings invite reflection rather than distraction. I would prefer a quiet coastal town, a picturesque countryside or a mountain retreat with pleasant weather. I would like to discover places where people are welcoming, conversations are uncomplicated and hospitality comes naturally.

But there is another possibility.

What if I chose not to travel abroad at all?

India itself is a continent of experiences. From the Himalayas to the backwaters of Kerala, from the ancient temples of the south to the quiet beauty of the North-East, there are countless destinations waiting to be explored. There are villages where time appears to have stood still, rivers that carry centuries of history and landscapes that can make even the most travelled person pause in wonder.

Perhaps the perfect holiday does not require crossing international borders. It requires finding a place where one can temporarily escape the demands of everyday life.

I also wonder whether we sometimes confuse the freedom to travel with the need to travel. Having free tickets does not necessarily mean that one must use them. The privilege of choice includes the freedom to decline.

There was a time when travelling to distant lands seemed like an adventure waiting to happen. Today, I find myself valuing peace, predictability and human warmth just as much as novelty. I would rather spend a week somewhere modest and welcoming than an extravagant holiday worrying about circumstances beyond my control.

Ultimately, the destination matters less than the feeling one brings back. A memorable journey should leave behind photographs, friendships, stories and a renewed appreciation of life. It should not leave behind anxiety.

So, where would I go if someone handed me free return tickets?

I would go wherever I could find a little peace, a little kindness and a little beauty. And if the world could not offer all three at the same time, I would happily stay where I am.

After all, one does not have to travel thousands of miles to discover something wonderful. Sometimes, the most rewarding journey begins with a quiet mind and an open window.

The world is wide, the skies are free,
Yet peace is where I’d rather be.
No distant shore, no foreign land,
Can match the warmth of a kindly hand.

Let others chase the miles unknown,
And seek the wonders yet unshown.
For life has taught me, through the years,
That peace is worth more than souvenirs.

Perhaps the finest journey is not the one that takes us furthest from home, but the one that brings us closer to ourselves.


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