Vrinkesh – The Divine Home of Emotional Healings

It was a dawn in the morning full of fog, could not see the road from a distance of 5 feet. I had a headache since 3 days, but i had to leave for the train which was in evening from the city next to my town, Susner. We still struggle with modes of transportation in this small town, thus my father, suggested to go by the morning bus. Which was also the suggestion of my father in law who lived in that city from where I had to catch the train.

Thus, in the morning 7:30 AM I arrived at the bus stand of my town with my father, who came to drop me, even though he struggles a little with his walk. Seeing them turning old makes even more reluctant to leave the home.

Everytime i leave my home, it makes my heart a little heavy with a question of when will i return back. I count on the days that I have spent with my parents in a year vs the days i spent in that corporate office that I hardly wish to visit. Prayers fall short still the gratitude for their health is infinite.

Instagram is filled with reels of travelling the world, but everytime i get a chance of having a few holidays, my heart turns towards home. I often wish to take my home to Mumbai but alas to the skyrocketing rents and real estate prices and the pennies we make in a few thousands. Even if they move with us for a while, it would be an emotionally empty city for them because big cities run on shortage of time. People don’t stop by there to ask strangers about their health and happiness. They belong to the generation where connections were filled with emotions. We belong to the generation where emotions are filled with ambitions and ambitions demand for heavy taxes of time.
If i miss this train am answerable to ten different people for another ten weeks.

We were told 10th boards were the exam to work hard for!! Ha ha! Then came 12th boards and then the engineering entrance exams for my peers who chose PCM! The story of mile stones did not end for us till we faced the demon of finals!! Once it ended…we thought we have won the world to join the corporate world!

Everyone was congratulating us, now i know they wanted to say “all the best”

You sell your time to earn the money!! You give up on your freedom of choices when you enter into the maze of buildings….you also contract on giving up your time and a bit of freedom of choices when you get married for a companionship!

Everything awesome that you believe you are choosing in life is coming at a cost that you are giving up upon whether you realize it or not at that moment!

Every victory of life comes at the cost of sacrifices and every path after that victory comes at some opportunity cost of not choosing the another one!

When they say grass is always greener on the other side, i wonder, and live by that phrase everyday. I look at the lifes of fellow colleagues and even the different professions. And i often feel perhaps they have something we lack.

My colleagues who have Mumbai as their native enjoys the moments with their family everyday. They live with them and everyday when they return from office they get to see their loved ones! But sometimes i hear their stories of conflicts and i wonder if they really value what they have! They surely must do, because immigrants like us, know what they have.

That one feeling stops me to plan a life in abroad irrespective of amount of wealth it offers, it does not attract me.Because, living a thousand mile apart from home has come with a struggle of planning the calendar and pre booking the tickets two months ago!

I don’t want to increase this struggle multifold by moving to another country. My sister lives in USA and we crave to meet her the entire year. Her absence in our life has strengthen my feeling of not going to abroad even more.

I don’t know what i would be missing out if i dont move out of the country, but i do know what i have by being here in Bharat and I heartily value it. However, i pray for reduction in the struggle of traffic and the burden of pre booking the tickets months ago.

I look around the life of people in this small town and the life of people in metro. People in my town have freedom of time but they crave for money in abundance. People in metros have money in slightly more abundance but they surely are poor about having the time and comfort of spending it at their choice.

Our parents and we as young kids spent our childhood in educating ourself for a better tomorrow, what we could not foresee is the cost of distance it will come with!!

I really wish the transportation to get so better that if i wish today to go home, by evening i must be there in a span of thirty minutes of journey at the most. I wish to travel and visit my parents atleast every 15 days.

They say, if you work hard, dreams do come true. I say, if you pray hard for what’s not in your hand, prayers come true.