1. The past can’t be changed. 2. Opinions don’t define your reality. 3. Everyone’s journey is different. 4. Judgements are not about you. 5. Overthinking will lead to sadness. 6. Happiness is found within. 7. Your thoughts affect your mood. 8. Smiles are contagious & Kindness is free. 9. It’s okay to let go and move on. 10. What goes around, comes around. 11. Things always get better with time.
Since my childhood i am that odd one out kinda person in my family. My family is a mixture of different values/culture/faith/religion. And i always feel bored when someone talks about religion or God. It’s my middle school days i remember, one of my friends named Mohsin said “he is a true muslim, because he is praying 5 times a day & he is fasting during EID”. The same way another christinan friend said “he follows everything from easter, saint patrick’s day, thanksgiving, christmas to sunday mass because he is a believer in ONE TRUE CHURCH catholic values/teachings”. All such things were just foolish to my middle school brain. My middle school & high school days were all about playing chess, basketball, some video games, playing piano, little bit of painting, if i had too much free time i was teaching trigonometry & physics to few of my dumb friends. I never understood religion & God.
Let’s come to the main part of the story. My religion is Hindu. And both of my parents are full time employees & they are also bit too much into social service. So during my childhood i got plenty of time to spend with my grandparents. Out of curiosity once i asked my grandpa; “All my friends say something about their God or religion. Is there a process to be a true or good hindu?” First he laughed at me for 2 minutes, then he replied; “You become a good human, that’s good hindu”. I again asked; “Which specific God to pray & what’s the prayer i have to chant?” He again laughed at me, then replied; “There are literally 33 million Gods in our religion, even i am confused. Right now finish your homework & studies, eat all vegetables without being a pain to your mama, don’t watch TV for long time, sleep before 9pm, wake up early in the morning, these are all your duties/work at this age, after few years your work will become your identity. And your work is your best worship to your God.” That’s all i was taught about religion. My grandpa died at the age of 97+. I still remember every single moment i spent around him.
Some friends question why i attend church service sometimes even though i am not a Christian!! The answer is; There was a church on my way to school. Father of that church used to give free teacakes to every kid after morning prayer. Sometimes i used to eat that teacake while going to school, and sometimes i used to give it to any homeless or disabled person near my street. These tiny memories are still alive in me. I work & i make little more money than i can consume even after my share of savings+investment, i try to give it back to the society from where i earned. That’s why sometimes it’s a visit to any orphanage, community shelter/home & sometimes also it’s a sunday service. It’s not like I don’t believe in God, it’s more like “I DON’T BELIEVE IN DIFFERENT RELIGIONS HAVE DIFFERENT GODS”. If there’s a GOD, there’s only one.
The gist of the story is; Do something good everyday or just do your work/duty in time, rest assured your GOD loves you.
This post is my little respect to those who enjoy traveling.
Traveling messes you up, but in all the good ways. It leaves you craving more, an addiction that can never quite be met. Every place, every trip, every person is a new unexpected adventure; pulling you deeper into the love of wanderlust. Your heart begins to hurt when you’re standing still, and your mind begins to itch over the idea of new places you haven’t been. Fill your soul with adventure and traveling and you will live a fulfilled life.
Why once you’ve traveled for the first time all you want to do is leave again!! They call it the travel bug, but really it’s the urge to return to a place where you are surrounded by people who share common interests & speak the same language as you do. Not English or Spanish or German, but that language where others know what it’s like to leave, change, grow, experience, learn, then go back home again and feel more lost in your hometown then you did in the most foreign place you visited. Missing few of my stupid university mates while typing this post. Grateful for the days which always pop up as memories in my Google photos.
I am a big petrolhead, but i also prefer a silent calm environment with less noise & pollution. Cities are beautiful because of it’s people, so it’s always our responsibility to make it more sustainable. In case you are from Berlin, make sure you sign this petition. http://volksentscheid-berlin-autofrei.de