Taarak Parasher, founder of Roads & Journeys, is always on the move. He’s either in the mountains, or skimming the sea bed or transforming himself into a kite harnessed to his personal parasail. He always wanted to start a company which encouraged promoting outdoors to the young ones because he believes nature has an answer to everything. He wants every child to take up at least one adventure sport as a hobby.

Roads & Journeys is a brainchild of a few close friends with a passion for the outdoors. Every day is an adventure waiting to unfold when you are in our company. The following poem by Sri Aurobindo inspires us to break free in our quest for the unknown!


With wind and the weather beating round me
Up to the hill and the moorland I go.
Who will come with me? Who will climb with me?
Wade through the brook and tramp through the snow?
Not in the petty circle of cities
Cramped by your doors and your walls I dwell;
Over me God is blue in the welkin,
Against me the wind and the storm rebel.
I sport with solitude here in my regions,
Of misadventure have made me a friend.
Who would live largely? Who would live freely?
Here to the wind-swept uplands ascend.
I am the lord of tempest and mountain,
I am the Spirit of freedom and pride.
Stark must he be and a kinsman to danger
Who shares my kingdom and walks at my side.

There’s no serious mountaineer who has managed to give a convincing answer to the question: Why do you climb? I have been going to the Himalayas now for over a decade and every time I am dumbstruck when asked why makes me come back every year. Although I run a company and I get well compensated for leading trekkers up these mountains I am certain that it’s not the money. It’s not even the mountains (no, the mountains don’t call me), it’s not physical struggle for I can hit the gym and sweat better, it’s not the beauty of nature, it’s not about the innate desire in man for greater heights, it’s not the brotherhood that develops when involved in a physical struggle together for a long time, it’s not an escape from the soul killing boredom of daily routine, it’s not even the thrill that comes with the constant escape from the embrace of death. Maybe it’s an amalgam of all these reasons and not any one particular one. But the truth is there is never a reason for love. You can never explain love; you can only cherish it and share it. It’s your mind that loves to perform a post analysis but the heart just beats or it doesn’t. The most famous and the most bewildering answer has been given by a British mountaineer called George Mallory who replied to the question, “Why did you want to climb Mount Everest?” with the retort “Because it’s there”.