For a decade, I was pursuing a mirage and lost a whole lot only to realise that one only has the time, talent and the opportunity to make the most of what one love to do the most. I lost my voice thanks to the virulent critiques of seniors who made me feel worthless.
The destruction only makes one realise that what is left is what I had, well only what I had. Were the pursuits meaningless or the broken relationships in which I gave my all? The answer is no, as it is only the journey which matters. And the journey is the endgame.
The birthday month is a time of renewal, of hope and of reflections. In this era of great flux, conflicts, technology, and tariffs- it’s time to reclaim our humanity, to understand and to serve and to do what we love.
Be kind, give and love more. We all land up in an ICU ultimately.
Change Thinker 