Who gave me life.
Who are reasons to live everyday.
Who have enriched my living.
Who gave me an identity.
Who helped me grow.
Who taught me life’s ideals, by their own action.
Who let me experience freedom in it’s real sense.
Who see only the best in me and are always encouraging.
Who are my support system.
Who would never give up on me.
Who would treat my success and failure equally.
Who know how to make me smile instantly.
Who make and break me.
Who get me completely.
Who I know, I can take for granted.
Who are simply the best.
And, indeed, I am incredibly blessed.
To my future soulmate, husband, significant other. (If you exist)
How have you been?
Hope life’s awesome at your end.
Phew, I have lots to say. But, let me get started with a few things.
Whoever you are, this is what I wanted to let you know.
I want you to be you always.
Pursue what you really want.
I hope you’re someone who is happy and takes pride in what you do everyday.
It could be an unsolved math problem or a signature dish you would like to cook.
It could be traveling around the world or sharing your experience with the next generation.
It could be a piece of art that you took months to create or serving patients all day long.
It could be anything that you do.
Whatever it is, please remember that I am already proud of who you are. Because, it takes a lot of courage to pursue whatever you believe in.
I am certain life has tested you and you’d failed many a times. But, what is success if you don’t fail, fall and rise back again?
I understand that you’d trusted people all along. You’ve been deceived too. I wish, you have the strength to trust with all the broken pieces. Or we could figure this out together 🙂
If you’ve not realized this already, believe me, you’re beautiful. You’re awesome. You’re rare.
You’re optimistic at one end, pessimistic on another.
You’re confused, yet you’re clear on certain things.
You care a lot, but don’t know how to express.
You’re simply a human. And I get that you have emotions too.
I sincerely pray that, we remain friends forever and keep company with a sense of mutual respect and admiration for each other.
I wish, I could learn a lot from you and be there for you.
I wish I could make your dreams come true and help you in every best possible way.
I wish to make your family and friends mine.
Lastly, I really do hope, you exist.
And, if you do exist, I simply want to say thank you.
For being born, being you.
P.S: Glad to meet you.
Why start this challenge?
Because, I didn’t stick to this challenge last year. Wrote only about 6 out of 52 challenge posts. Sucks right? Yeah.
But, why start all over again? Especially after failing so miserably last year?
I want to give this a fair shot, once again, this year. And, use this challenge as an opportunity to convey my gratitude for all the simple things I experience on a day to day basis, the people who help me grow, the experiences to come and most importantly, discover myself through this journey.
A splendid new year to all you readers! 🙂
Hopefully, you and the universe will conspire enough to help me stick to the challenge.
After having spoken to one of Cuckoo’s members, Sivaraj, I figured that the last phase of the workshop was coming to an end. And now, after spending about 4 days with this birdie, I believe I had one of the best lifetime’s experience, reinventing myself.
I will let the pictures do some talking.
Orientation on alternative medicine and the wise man answered to all of our endless questions. Special mention goes to the boy (let’s call him DJ) wearing blue=black t-shirt in the picture. For literally being the center of attraction.
Aatha, Apaththa, Paati. We adorned her with various names. But, all she lovingly did was, to feed us amazing food.
From the morning chores to working at the site; from the Frisbee games to rhythm sessions with the kids; from the night walk to early morning runs through the village, from the mafia games to the antaksharis, we have had the best of times in the past few days.
Thank you Cuckoo Family (you all know who you are!) for being super awesome.
I went with naught expectations and came back to civilization, having discovered a treasured melody, named ‘Cuckoo Forest School.’
For more details, get in touch with: Sivaraj +91 99656 89020 / Senthil +91 99024 10113
The kind of love that you don’t realise exists until you experience it.
The kind of love which is honest. real. genuine. hard to find.
The kind of love that just happens without any expectation.
The kind of love where everything is unconditional.
The kind of love that makes you comfortable.
The kind of love which brings a smile.
The kind of love where you are yourself. and completely transparent.
The kind of love you can get used to every single day.
The kind of love you dream of seeing only in books, music, art, movies.
The kind of love that existed in yesteryears you think.
The kind of love which isn’t easy. But not difficult either.
The kind of love where two people never want to give up on each other.
The kind of love you wanted, deserved.
The kind of love is you.
Inspiration : 100 days of love movie
Chennai (fondly known as Madras) – is the city I live in. I am extremely glad I spent most of my years here. Having traveled quite a bit, I count on my blessings to be back here in Madras – where I completely belong to.
The city is charming for the kind of lovely experiences it provides me with – day in and day out.
This beautiful Madras exposed me to so many lovely things – from the temples to churches, from the book stores to libraries, from the theatre acts to movies, from the kutcheris to jazz concerts, from the road side shops (pottikadais) to posh malls, from home-cooked food to the endless cuisines available across many eatery options, from monuments to museums and beaches, bus-train-auto rides, a solid education for over 15 years, and most importantly paving way for me into so many amazing people’s lives – family, friends, well wishers.
I know that I may get in and get out of this city in the future too, but Madras is my first love and will always have a special place for the overloaded memories.
“Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear. The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say “My tooth is aching” than to say “My heart is broken.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain
Seldom we discuss about the pain brought by others in life – intentionally or unknowingly. This week’s gratitude is to all of them who crossed my life and caused pain in some form or the other.
Grateful to all of you because – I am a stronger person today. If not for you people in my life, I wouldn’t know the value of happiness. I wouldn’t have learnt to forgive and move on. I wouldn’t smile, even if I feel like crying at moments. I wouldn’t know to celebrate real people and accept things as they are.
Thank you. For making me stronger.