Self realization
is a never ending process. I was smart, independent and even had deep thoughts
in my much younger years. I remember this particular moment, while I was
walking on the road holding my mom’s hand, thinking about my Existence. I was
six or seven.
Then it all
faded away, as I was involved in finding happiness from the outside. The dumb
years of my adulthood has come to an end.
Many of us struggle as we try to fit into
someone else’s design. I grew up with the idea of finding true love, it was
always about finding the right person. It was never about me. It was never
about who I am and What I could bring to my life. And it took me several years,
a bad marriage and a broken heart to know this.
I am delighted that
I know the truth now. Better late than never they say. It is Me now. Once you
are in your Design, others diminish
and you can see things clearly.
With the strong sense of Self we weaken the
possibilities of getting wrecked.
A happy self is
what can give joy to others. We become more appreciative too of the things we
see in this world. Life is beautiful when we open our eyes to the simple small
things, be it a sunset or a happy couple or a bunch of silly kids or even someone from a different species.
Life is still
beautiful even when things go wrong and we can’t take it anymore. It’s the
sweet happy memories of the good times we had come lift us up. They give the
hope that it all is going to happen again. If not right away but soon.
Yes it is sad
or even scary to be alone or to be with any other kind of difficulty in life,
but shouldn’t we count our other blessings?
An angel of a daughter, a loving family of
supportive parents and crazy sisters, nephews who worship me, a cousin who
never forgets to call and say hi, and random strangers who become best friends
for life, can fill up any kind of emptiness.
