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I think I am in love...

with the world, its history and its future. I am always amazed at the beauty that is nature and the variety and diversity that is history and the link we all share.

Imagine... when some guy named Hadrian was ruling the Mediterranean, some other guy named Kanishka was plying his trade down from the Khyber to the Bay... Along the way, there are places like Merv. Samarkand, Taxila, Gandhara, Peshawar, Mathura... Apparently, the 2nd Century was the happiest time on earth. Some day, as my Muslim brothers would say, Insha'Allah, god willing that is, I will go see it all.

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