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Acquaintance


It was 2016! Where I started cursing my life, started the thought process that “Why me?”  Those things never go and it didn’t go unless it taught me.

Going through difficult time is never easy. God is usually blamed far more than His share, at times no share. Time never flies by. 24 hours are too long. I felt as if I was less fortunate that I had to go through so many career and personal flaws in a year. But past two months has changed something in me. My greatest teacher recently has been two females which I acquainted recently.

During mid of August this year, I met a 28 year old girl in my CA coaching classes. We all were having random conversations about hardships that we all have faced while pursuing CA course. And she shared her's. She lost her father when she was 24 leaving her elder sister, herself and her mother behind and also a huge business to run. Amongst all these chaos and trouble, the emotional trauma, she not only did complete her studies, but took entire business of her father in her hands and made sure it continued the same way had her father been alive. What she conquered is one of the hardest thing in life, “to bounce back”, when you have lost a loved one! And still after 4 long years she has the courage to restart studying CA.  What power does she held; to change my view towards looking at life and my feeling for closed ones. She taught me without even conveying to me to never underestimate myself in any situation.

And then at library (my daily routine) I met another lady; usually I am very socially awkward, but with her I don’t have any idea how the conversations went by. She stopped living with her parents when she was 21 to be independent, moved altogether to a different city and pursued her passion.  I even never knew who she was before we started talking and now she is such a source of inspiration. She taught me to never stop believing in something you love, to let go and to go with flow. She taught me that life is not or may be never going to be convenient, but that doesn’t mean you should lose hopes.


Much more than these life lessons, I sensed that there are so many possible beautiful interactions that could take place in this world. Person sitting, rather a stranger sitting right in front of you could turn out may be your greatest inspiration- only if we pause and allow ourselves to connect. We can start off as strangers and may be end as friends.

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