People...

I am not ashamed of professing that recently I've been facing quite a lot of troubles and 'writing' for me is just one of those ways that really draws me out. I have found it to be my only source of perpetual solace. It has always filled me with hope and conviction and I hope it is a source of comfort for others too.

These are my thoughts upon some people I met and interacted with not too long ago and how they affected me even for the briefest moment of time.

I think people fill me with hope. I think people are just beautiful. They really are when they have nothing to hide or confess. When they are not being defensive. When they are not trying to prove themselves. They are just beautiful like an age old monument laid with brick by brick of memories and recollections. Filled with hollow voices and the remnants of a lost past.

That’s life. In people. Right in the core of their hearts. Because right in the middle they feel everything. Love, hate, sadness, anger, excitement, hope. That is where life truly lies. When you see people for what they are and not what they might have become, what you wanted them to be or all that they are not, when you really understand people. You love them. God has bottled so much beauty in us that sometimes we cannot feel it through all our inhibitions and fears. We forget to appreciate it. We forget to draw strength from it. We forget ourselves.

In the past couple of days, I have received so much love and care from so many people. The goodness hidden inside people, lying buried deep within is what keeps me so genuinely interested in people, in their lives. How they see the world and how they see themselves. It fills me with hope. It fills me with life.

You cannot understand what people do or say unless and until you understand where they come from. What they've been through. Because if we close ourselves to the possibility of really knowing people than we just live in the most self absorbed bubble we could build for ourselves. And we may not even be able to survive living in a world within ourselves. And we begin to understand why people are the way they are, we become more understanding of their flaws and more forgiving of their mistakes. We may never forget how they were, but we forgive them anyways for our own peace of mind.

These past couple of days have made me recount all that I have learned from my mother.

I come from a place where women hardly have any time to think about themselves. Where they suffer from lack of sleep and are in a constant state of concern. Where they rush around making sure everything is right how it should be. Despite the turmoil apparent in our own Lives they want to fix everything Elsa. I come from a very strong group of class where the women hold themselves in very high regard. Where they see to others comforts before them. Where they understand people and forgive them. They have shown me there’s strength in relationships and that you are not a fool in believing in people despite all their indiscretions. I am so proud of my nano and my mother today. They have shown me that strength isn't just about using brute force or fighting with a nail and a hammer but it is also evident in our own personal battles, in covert resistance and quite struggles. They have seen grief and suffer from a deep sense of anguish. They have seen people bend and break and fall. But despite all these hardships they are not bitter. Instead they have become kinder over the years. And they respect this life in people all the more because they have seen that light go out in people. They have seen it die out. They have never had any exemplary male figures to follow so they have treaded a whole new path for themselves. And they have taught me to forgive too. To sense all the colors in life even when I cannot see them. They have taught me to see the life in people. They fill me with so much strength.

Yes, I come from a place where we know our troubles are right in tow with us, that they are never going away. God has wedged this sorrow deep within our lives, eternally inscribed in our destinies but He has also given us strength in our souls to do what we can do best to survive. That’s what we do. We survive the besttest.