Words are the abstraction we use to give meaning to our shared universe.
Today it’s been six and a half months since my grandfather, P.L. Jalota, passed away after 92 years of an honourable existence.
In his honour, I have a theory to describe what the human condition is, as abstruse as it might seem.
Pain – comes from the unknown
Love – what you are capable of giving, yourself and the world around you
Joy – comes from acceptance
Without even knowing it, he shaped my thoughts, which is why his spirit remains with me forever.
I pray for your Liberation. I wish for your Independence. I hope for your Freedom. I am grateful for this Epiphany.