A pic of me eating my dabba at my desk from old times.
Those were turbulent days…
When 🏹 a loner started talking to me. I didn’t quite like him even though he was very handsome. To many he was a snob, not friendly, a closed person. It is the Outdoors that softened him and the sweet things he said made me love him. He is undoubtedly a kind heart I discovered. It is those numerous sweet gestures that fill my heart with joy n love even today!
When I go back in time I had actually forgotten those hard days. I was going through a heartbreak and He was going through multiple problems in life. The loss of important papers by an irresponsible Financial institution. Loss of harmony. A young child and a corporate life filled with unpredictability. He was sleepless.
When we talked it was always about our challenges and how to overcome them. He was not even eating properly back then. I spent so much time trying to talk to him and make him understand that sometimes we have to make choices and decisions. Now when I read those posts it feels draining !
I am really grateful to Shree Gondavalekar Maharaj for keeping me positive through my life ! Through all the storms. I may be worn out but still survive to tell my story…
I didn’t want to write today but here I am. I wonder how much more I hold deep inside me!
