How I found my travel writing voice

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I felt as though I wasn’t cut out for travel writing. I thought its not my thing. Because I cannot always be “yay! Look at me here I am in this place which is like every other place.” Or “People are really rude here because they get a million tourists here every weekend, they don’t care a shit about you but I will still tell you how awesome this place is.” I wanted to say the truth. And I did on a few occasions when I did write, I got long mails from people, comments telling me’I am a cynic’ or ‘i didn’t explore the place well enough’. All this while, my feed was still telling me how every travel blogger I know loves every single place they go to and bloody love every single day of their lives. While, I was just sick of being on the road. For months I trudged along, writing articles posting updates until Vikram got really committed took over our baby completely. That meant I could hideout. I took off from writing on the blog. I just couldn’t do it. It felt meaningless, inauthentic and dishonest.

Now, months later I feel I have healed both mentally and physically. After having mulled over the beautiful, eventful, in a lot of ways painful but every bit worth it two years I have acquired a degree of peace and I am ready to write. Now that I have found a home, a comfortable sofa, a reliable cup of tea and very gratefully(!) my travel writing voice, I can hope to write again. For writing is such a blessing and there is such a great satisfaction in putting to words what your heart feels and giving your thoughts wing. Sometimes they will stagger, they may even come hurling down and crash on the ground but ultimately your thoughts will find a home somewhere.

The article is written by Ishwinder Kaur, an aspiring novelist, free spirited avid traveler based out of Australia. She is cofounder of Empty Rucksack.

The featured photo is taken by Neal Sanche and is used under the creative common license.