I am often told that I have been very brave in sharing my life, my private issues and many sensitive pieces on a public platform. When I come to think of it, a smile rises to my lips. Not because I feel proud of being considered brave, but because I started this blog with full realization of this fact.
In fact, my first post, which is also the about page of my blog talks about it too.
Like anyone else I too could keep the dark shades of my personality hidden, I too could never speak of my vulnerabilities, the troubles in my life or even if I would, I could keep the gory details to my self.
It’s rather convenient to present only the good, the strong and the rosy aspects of one’s life.
The trouble that kind of blog would pose for me was, I wanted to start writing a daily diary. Something that would register my life as it is in reality. No hiding the frustrations, no soaking up tears to pose as a strong person, no airbrushed emotions. Pain, joy, hurt, bitterness, anger, innocence, everything in their true form.
I want to vent out my emotions through my blog, but at the same time, I wish to come back to these records from time to time to gauge my progress. To assess where am I heading in life, to smile at my changed self and to feel proud of have swum through the rough times.
This blog is a mission, it holds much deeper meaning in my life than just telling the world what I went through, who I am, what am I made of and what life made me decide to do in my circumstances.
I sincerely wish that by sharing my life-story on a global platform, maybe someone, somewhere, someday will seek inspiration. It might help someone prevent getting stuck in situations like I have and find better, timely resolution of issues that can leave deep, painful scars.
I totally understand how many of my readers feel that I am going through mood swings every now and then. But the reality is, I register all of my negative thoughts so that my journey has all the emotions intact. I can see through life more clearly without defying that frustration, humiliation and anger were once part of my journey.
The world is full of people who take pride, feel happy in making us feel stupid should we dare to show an emotion other than elation, anger, boisterousness. To shun us on exposing our vulnerabilities.
Letting the world have a clear view of my raw, often unhealed, the sensitive side was laden with a fair share of insecurities. That icky, picky, strange, panic-inducing feeling.
But…but… but, there is a silver lining to this ordeal.
Showing my true self has opened up a WIIIIIIIIDE door for the people to walk in, feel a connect and say,
“You know what? Me too. I too have been there, felt that.”
The first step towards healing is the understanding of one’s situation as it is without any form of manipulation marks the beginning from where things can only get better.
I am trying my bit to be honest and open to my own-self by blogging about my life, freely and truly.ped knock down those massive walls built by my mind that once blocked help, support and kindness from reaching me
Quoting a famous line from the song Pyar kiya to darna kya ~ Mughal-e-Azam:
Parda nahin jab koi khuda se, bandon se parda karna kya! (When nothing is hidden from the Almighty, why try to hide from the people of the world).
The song on my mind: Pyar kiya to darna kya ~ Mughal- E- Azam