6.05 p.m. Sunset. India
Ancient temples and long bazaars,
a soundtrack of hums and horns.
Rose scented waters,
warm serene lakes.
Everything you see,
sets you free.
Here comes my journey.
Here comes Sunday.
A SUNDAY, SOMEWHERE STATE OF MIND
There are some people who never feel the urge to leave the house. They’re content to stay in the city they came from, the couch they sit on, and the 360 degree view around them.
Then there’s the rest of us. The people who can’t sit still, and always keep their passports close to them – just in case.
Whether you call it wanderlust, a love of travel or good old curiosity – the fact remains the same: Your hunger to explore cannot be quenched, no matter how many vacations or journeys you take.
For you, there’s always someone new to meet, somewhere different to explore. You’re into last-minute flights and trips without a destination. Destinations require plans, and you’re not into the whole planning thing. In your experience, travelling without one always leads to more excitement.
Welcome to Sunday, Somewhere.
Sunday hits the ‘pause’ button.
The ‘space’ bar,
The ‘ESC’ key.
Forget what Tuesday wants, what Wednesday did,
What Thursday told Friday about you
And what’s important on Monday doesn’t matter on a Sunday.
Sunday, Somewhere is a state of mind.
On your terms.
And in your time.
Wake up when you want to,
Where you want to,
With whom you want to.
Sunday, Somewhere is an invitation.
To go completely off the map.
Off the radar,
Off the charts,
To explore an uncharted corner of the world.
To see things fresh,
To discover and daydream,
And find yourself saying that most contented phrase
I’m not in any particular rush.’
Because Sunday doesn’t care what time it is.
So long as it’s still Sunday.
My Sunday, Somewhere.
We are pupils of the daydream. Those who yield to curiosity.
We are fortuitous journeymen. The makers of stories
through the richness in the people we meet and the places we explore.
To us detail is infectious, a way to see, a practice on how to be.
It’s a state of mind.