The story of faith

Disclaimer - This has nothing to do with my previous write up about leap of faith.

Faith... Has different houses. A Christian one, a Muslim one, a Hindu one etc, what we close religion. Many of us are born into a particular religious and that forms a huge part of our though process. The liberal called it confidence, the conservative call it belief. I simply call it faith.

Faith has different connotation in different religious. The way we do things are not written someone, but rather told to you and you are expected to be the torch bearer of this everlasting flame.

I like many of you grew up in a house with a mixed of upbringing. My father a religious man and mom a firm believer in God and not in rituals. Thanks God for that, as I know all my prayers by heart (Like a parrot) and many occasions refuse to follow society norms. I am the rebel in my house.

Visiting a religious place of worship is a part of out to do list. We have to visit our family Church once in a while. I did it this year. I love comming to this places as it offers me a calm serinity. What I equally hate is the commercializing God. Well that's a good story for another write up.

A found a spot in a small church in the vicinity that does not offer noise and all I did was observe. The people around me, and thier belief.

Here you have a place of worship that welcomes all sects, but it the few are devout and religious. The best part to observe is the offering box. People offer money gold saree and I don't know what else as a thanks giving to our lady. God does not require money, it requires service and from the humble kind. The best offerings as per me are the one two rupee coins offered by the extremely poor, who can even afford a meal for the day.

Dont complicate god. He is very simple. He loves you and he wants to be a part of your life. Let him in like a friend, like a guide and not some supernatural being hovering over your head waiting for you to community that one perfect mistake so that he can curse you.

It's your choice, he becomes the person you want him to become.

A Part of You

I saw a beautiful shawl on your chair and it stole my heart.

This was special as it belong to your father. I dont know why, but I could also feel his presence around you. 

This world is a beautiful yet strange place. It gives us life along with beautiful caretakers. Unfortunately, even people come with an expiry date. 

We all know that the unforeseen event will happen, but none of us are ready for it.  Life and death find a way. Some are strong and accept the situation head on, while some still grieve the sorrow.

It's fine, life moves on. 

He's gone... Don't morn his death, celebrate his life... all those countless hours he spent with you. His achievements, his failures, his grief , his happiness are all moments that made him who he was, a strong one Indeed. 

He taught you the importance of life, the beauty it stores and challenge it throws back at you. He taught you that love and hope can conquer all battles. However dark the tunnel, there is that ray of hope that awaits us.

I know there is an empty void in your heart which no one can fill. The beauty is that you still search for his presence in his belongings. I know your dad is with you, supporting you through this messy world. He's special cause you are a part of him. 

You have the most infectious smile, The only thing missing is that twinkle in the eye. Bring it back!!!!

Stay the way you are, don't change for the world. You are Special, that's how he wanted you to be!!

God bless!!

Her Untold Story

Talking to a good friend today I realised that we all have our little stories to share that would seem ordinary to others but is truly heroic for the person going through pain.

1) Strong mother - My friend and my mentor has the cutest baby. She just gave him birth but he's all mine😍😍😍. Chit Chatting about this cuties pie, we drifted into many small talks. One of them was her difficult pregnancy. The evening sickness insomnia, restlessness, ligament tear , swelling etc etc etc. It's not easy but there is an inherent strength that each mother is gifted with and thats the power of hope. The journey after delivery is more difficult though ....

2) Beautiful Wife - I know a lady who underwent certain difficult times in her younger years. With an early marriage , kids (lots of them), battling depression, managing the house, etc etc...things that she is expected to do. In our hypocritical society a lady apparatenly has no needs and cannot demand something. Struggling she somehow pulled on 50 years of her life. One fine day old-age took away her husband and left her with her kids who had moved on. Surprisingly, I now saw a better side of her.. as happier person, a more content person. Over the years I realised that she just felt liberated. She never enjoyed a great marraige or any support from her parents side, she just pulled on. Liberated, she now has the right to be happy and finally be herself. At 70 she was glowing , happy and extremly beautiful.

3) Selfless Women - Those reading my blog would know my school of learning, the Mumbai local train. On one such a day I met an 55 year old lady. Just like many of us she was travelling in the train going to earn her bread and butter. She was waiting for a seat to get empty so that she could sit. As the day may have it nothing was available. So she stood waiting for her destination. As she stood, she seemed very restlessly, shifting from one leg to the other, touching her knees every five minutes. A fellow commuter understood this and offered her a seat. She greatfully sat with a relief on her face. During the journey, we indulged in various small talks and she told me that she suffers from severe arthritis. She was advised bed rest for month, but she can't afford to take it as she has a house to run.  She has kids but they are also struggling to make ends meet. So she wants to financially support them as much as she can. 

Take aways from this is that a mother never retires, never resigns, constantly works very hard to give her child every comfort which she never got. A mother is not bound by financial strata, so whether you are from a very affluent family or from a very middle home, there is this women who will patiently suffer for her child.

I just shared three examples, but when you open your eyes and hearts you will find a  a plethora of people with thier little untold stories. That little hidden truth between the fine line. So next time you meet someone. Don't Judge them, you will never know what they have gone through.

The Pain of being in LOVE

This one's for your darling....

You may never know the pain of loss, if you never enjoyed the happiness of holding it... Anonymous

Love is a very strange term, it make you'd cry, it makes you laugh, is make you dream it makes you sleep.... These are moments, simply turn to memories later.

Fortunately, we all live in a time and country where we as a women can choose what we want, whom we want ... This may be the wrong decision but it's still mine.

Many relations don't work. Friendship turns sour. When you can fall in love, you can also fall out of love... Don't blame your self for something that is not fault.

Cry it out, let it loose. Don't regret not letting it go.. but once it's out don't let it come back.

We all go through trails and tribulations. We all pass the rough seas, but you need to sail. If it had to be over, then you wouldn't survive. And if you have... There is more than meets the eye....

Wait some thing better appears. It's just a turn not the end of the road....
You are strong, beautiful and amazing. Tell these tales to your kids when you are old..

Always remember -  Don't cry it's over... Smile it happened...... The may be a suprise at the corner of the road!!!

Love you!!!!!