I was a book eater when I was little. My mother would read to me stories of adventure before bed, and my dreams featured treasure hunts or me exploring a jungle alone. This habit continues to stay with me even today, as I make time to read before sleeping. The most fascinating of all stories were the ones that had a mention of some far away land. I imagined myself to be Simba, from The Lion King, droopily hopping around to 'Hakuna Matata' or sometimes Mowgli, swinging across trees with Baloo dancing to 'Bare Necessities'!
Enid Blyton was a particular favorite when I grew up a little and began to read on my own. Her Famous Five were so fearless! I wanted to be exactly like them and find my own castle mystery to solve, and rescue a bunch of grown-ups stranded on a desolate island.
I'm assuming your reading list had some of these books, and you must know that you can still visit that fancy castle from Five Go To Treasure Island, or walk the same path that Jim Corbett set foot on to save the next village from a man-eating animal!
Author: Rudyard Kipling
Destination: Pan India