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Before you were born, your parents weren’t as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent’s generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

-Bill Gates

Hey everyone!

It’s been more than a year since my last post and here’s the excuse for it in one line-


I’ve been busy knowing myself.

The elaborated version is-


A very practical friend of mine influenced me strongly, and I chose to do more instead of thinking more. So, I’ve been busy working up on myself. I also cut myself from many people. And I’m glad that it all helped. I recognized my self worth, read a lot of books, spent time with doing what I love and much more.


Okay so, this post is about a teaching with which one of my Gurus blessed me. Just so that you’re not taken aback with the mention of the word ‘Guru’ instead of teachers, I’d like to clarify that both these words hold different meanings in my life. Teacher for me is any person whom I pay and go to study. On the other hand, I consider a person as my Guru when he has really taught me something, with an intention of spreading knowledge and not just for the sake of doing his job. From school to college and from tuitions to coachings, I’ve had a lot of teachers, but very few gurus. Enough of my teacher/guru theory, I’ll just start the post now.


We often blame our parents for various things, or should I say the brutal truth, “for various wrong things” that happen in our lives. Anything goes wrong, the first person we blame is our parents, because it’s the easiest way out. For everything good “that we do”, all credit goes to “us”, our hardworking, our efforts and what our parents did, is what everyone else’s parents do, so ours are no different. But that is not the case, as you’re going to realize in the further read. Have you ever seen a 15 year old boy working in a sweets shop? I won’t give you the examples of begging or anything similar because that topic is apparently “banned from discussions” or else the post is ‘BORING’. Now, imagine for just a minute, how would your life be if your parents would have been like Raju’s.


Story of Raju

Throwing a pail of water, Raju’s father screamed at him after he had already tried to wake Raju 3 times, by calling out his name. Rubbing his eyes, Raju woke up when his father told him to go and clean up the shop in a really ‘harsh’ manner. Raju, still sleepy and tired from his last day’s work and 4 hours of sleep, washed his face, picked up the broom and went out to clean up his father’s shop.

I won’t get into any more details of it, but I’d suggest that you compare it to how your mornings are and you’ll get the gist of what I’m trying to imply here. What I’m trying to say is, all the amenities and luxuries that we get and are hardly aware of, are not our birth rights and there are many people for whom, living a life ours us is a dream. Unlike many people, I don’t believe that we should be patient with what we have in our life, because once you get content with what you have, you’ll never be able to dream for more, but I’m just saying that along with working for our dreams, we should not forget to respect the life that we have.

One of my teachers was giving a motivational session when he said-
Agr mai aaj tumhe red light pr bheek mangne k lie chod dun, and then tumhe itna homework dun jitna mai abi 1 week k lie deta hun, to tumahara 2 hours baad call aaega ki sir ye kaam ho gya, aur bta dijiye.
(If I drop you off at a traffic light for a day, and then give you the same amount of homework as I now give you for a week, you will be calling me in 2 hours and asking for more work.)


I didn’t sleep that night.


I think this will be enough for my first post after my comeback. I’m not sure if you’ll find this post interesting or good. All I tried to say was that, you express your love and feelings for everyone, saying Take Care with Good Night, then why not do it once in a while for your parents- the people who have literally spent the better part of their life taking care of you.