I mean actually travel, with a friend, to places away from responsibilities, where I go "oooh" , "ahh","Ew", "cool", or "Oh My God! I love the accents here!" or "Did I just tell that guy he looked like a fish in the toilet instead of asking him where the bathroom was?".
This isn't a recent item on my wish list. As long as I could remember, I've really enjoyed traveling (minus the earsplitting pain I used to get on the plane on my way to India and back) and its been my dream (among a hundred others) to explore the world or just discover a new experience away from my daily surroundings.
Being raised as an Indian Muslim girl, at least in my family, traveling around with a friend to random places would be a feat that can only be dreamed about. I'm not saying all Muslim girls or children have the same trouble as me, but I know that at least the majority do (i think it's more due to the South Asian culture than anything else though). So, slowly I've come to accept the fact, that my world tour with friends is obviously something that will not be happening. At least not now.
Then came C.A. and she had the same dreams, and we decided we would do it. We would go to places like Ireland and talk to Irish people (or Irish guys :) ) with their cute Irish accents (in a completely non-flirtatious, modest, and business like manner as required by the rules of Islam- like ordering fries a thousand times at McDonalds just to hear them talk. )
Despite the actual circumstances we live in (financially, culturally, or whatever else-ally), sometimes me and C.A. convince ourselves that its going to happen. That we'll make it happen.
But unlike my other friends who I've gone through this with, she's really convinced me sometimes that we'll go to England, Australia or wherever. She and I will start saving now, and one day we'll go. I don't think I've had anyone else ever make me believe like she does. But a lot of times reality hits and I really don't see how we would ever pull this off with time running out, school, money and parents. She can't sleep over at friends' houses and I have to make sure I don't overdo going out and hanging with my friends knowing that parents will say no, if they want to.
And also the reality is, as annoying people keep pointing out, the more realistic future holds school, finding suitable spouses ( People don't seem to understand that I don't need one since I have my cat), and jobs. And that's it. Everything else is a dream until you get married, and then you and hubby achieve your dreams together.(whoop de doo. You hear that future hubby?!)
But honestly I'm not giving up on this dream. I mean so far, I've accomplished some of my goals (getting a cat, volunteering at a soup kitchen, working at an orphanage, learning martial arts, and some other things that I can't think of, but I'm sure they would make my list sound cooler. Yes, I realize this list isn't exactly bragging-worthy, but it means a great deal to me. It's the fact that I'm slowly accomplishing things I've wanted to do since I was little kid growing up in Saudi Arabia).
And I don't care how life is actually going to happen, or what is realistic, or how our friends and families make me depressed about life. I'm still going to try and keep dreaming and planning for it. And one day, insh'Allah, insh'Allah, insh'Allah, insh'Allah ( GOD WILLING. Please God!) if and when, me and her, and whoever else can join us, do go, it'll be miracle that I'll shove into everyone else's face.
Until then, here's a blog of a couple of twenty something year old girls traveling the world:http://lostgirl
P.S. I discovered today that my father does not know how to work an oven. I'm still trying to overcome the shock. And I'm waiting, tensed and ready for feminists to come smashing through the windows Rambo style, and giving Daddio a crash course 101-The Kitchen and it's Appliances: How to use it while asking 3 questions or less.
P.S.S. I really like P.S's . I learned from Cheryl the full potential of P.S's. Thanks Cheryl!