The sigh of Casanova. I wonder how did he feel when he peeped at the world from the tiny windows? Regret? Remorseful? To be kept away from the world or the world from him?

I've always dreamed to go around the world. So, I decided to start my globe trotting after completing my my second degree. I've taken a break from my studies to visit the world. I've this dream - to visit all the wonders of the world and capture the moments. I wish to capture all the moments in pictures.

The moments in the past, the moments in ruins and the moments in the heart. To read and see others' travelogues is different from my own moments around the world.

Therefore, whenever I hit the reef in life or being dragged into the vicious circle of stress, I'll seek solace from this little corner in my heart - the world.

The world makes me feel minute; hence, all my problems become microbe. My sigh would not be sadder than Casanova's, my ruin would not be worse than the Colosseum's, and my grief will be shorter than dew drops, I believe. The Trojan horse is a symbol minus the wars and hatred. So, the world is big enough to stomach all the ups and downs of it dwellers, inclusive mine, of course.