Wise Up

“I am not a celebrity” My name is not going to knock the readers dead. Yes, I am not a big name on the globe so why people would take interest in my biography? But I am not afraid to be here, on this podium, putting my literature in front of you. I simply want you to read and analyze a life of a common person, how she personates her life. My work cannot be called a biography but a tiny fragment of my life which I bring into play for your appraisal. In this iota of life, lies the vast ocean of practical lessons of value and wisdom, which I would love to share with the readers. We all are unique marvels with unique evolution of life, living new and unique moments, each day and every day, through our tests, our turbulence, our victories, our laurels. But our emotions, such as love, hate, joy and despair are similar, still felt and perceived in a unique way. The day comes when we reckon that our plate is full with rich experiences of life that need to be shared with others, it becomes our purpose of life to unveil our experiences to emblazon lives that we touch. With this stand point, I have put my pen to paper and authored “My life My lessons,” showcasing my learning of life to the readers through the medium of real life stories, lessons and grandmother fables. While trekking and trudging on the path of life, I have welcomed all the enlightened souls that touched and added bells and whistles in my life, through their enriching experiences. Being a sensitive soul, I walked tall, imbibing the lessons of wisdom that I learnt as a girl and eventually as a woman, my work is a portrayal of these practical lessons. The book takes off on a depressive note. One fine day it dawns upon me that there is no place for goodness in this materialistic world and this planet is a place for self seekers, extortionist, manipulators and opportunists ,who have stripped me off with all my belongings of humanness and hence there is immense discontentment within me, making me unable to breathe in this worldliness. Morose that I was, joined my hands in a prayer posture to converse with the almighty, that why did he bless me with virtues which is valueless in this world. The complete literature is conceived in this one depressive day of my life but completed over a period of time. Today I am down and out, taking support from my past experiences and lessons for breath and life and my acumen from the past has come for my rescue, lighting up and energizing my mind, body and soul and the book moves on. It happens to be a story of my baggage of wisdom of the past. The book comprises of three parts, primarily, it brings forth the lessons learned in the childhood and adolescence. The childhood stories are very childlike, simple, and innocent but proof positive, the way towards children’s heart that can easily assimilate in the child consciousness, giving a dimension to other lives. Secondly it lights up on the lessons grounded during my mother’s illness. Remember mothers are force in action endeavoring to evolve us. The Pandora box that mother opened during her illness proved to be the catalyst that provoked me to set out on the journey towards wisdom and its fulfillment handing down relevant lessons from her own experiences to make me rise in value. Last but not the least how I was wised up in the companionship of a celebrity cum life coach who eventually became a torch bearer, going out of his way to help me achieve my purpose of life. His meeting was a spellbinding synchronicity that took place to show me the robes of wisdom filled life Your meeting with an enlightened man at the time when you are packed like a sardine with lessons and are about to shape up your future life, proves to be an icing on the already sweet cake. What more can we desire from life? The mission that was carried forward by my mother was consummated by my friend, philosopher and guide, my life coach who had put his whole soul in my evolvement. The work is an honest attempt to bring forth my learning for the amelioration and enrichment of my readers. Being an emotional and receptive soul, I have walked hand in hand on the path of life, realizing therein that if we walk with open eyes and sensitive heart, we can heap up our and other souls for meaningful and enlightened life in future. But we need to know that every story that is told is not enough for the emancipation of souls, whose lives we touch. So my honest advise to my readers, listen to one and all but think, feel, find and draw your own conclusion because we all have to pave our own unique path to walk on the journey called life that is what learning is all about. Remember every day is a gift and an opportunity to live, to learn, to grow and to become who you are. Rumi says- “It’s your path, you are alone. Others may walk it with you but no one can walk it for you.”