Never did I think that I’d be writing this. The past four years have been tough. Emotionally taxing and physically draining.
But like everything else in life, it’s been extremely educational. I’ve learned things about myself, the world inside and outside, that have been liberating. I cannot express the value of the people around me, without whom I might not have seen the light of this day, and appreciate that each one of us lives through a daily struggle.
This condition is not easy to talk about. Not due to lack of awareness or understanding, but its inherent self-limiting nature. But there’s only one way to move, the way life goes, and that’s forward. So keep moving, onward and upward, towards the end of the dark tunnel and beyond.
If you can accept yourself, the way you are, and allow yourself to grow then you know that you are human, frail just like me, and ready to see bigger and brighter things. I am hopeful that 2018 is when I proudly say to myself, I overcame.
I end with my favourite poem, one that gives me reason to live for and a place in the sky to reach for.
Where The Mind is Without Fear
by Rabindranath Tagore
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.