Cannot Stress It Enough

This subject may be boring for some of you but do read it nonetheless. If it helps in making even a minor change, I shall be glad.

Over the last couple of months, life has been pretty stressful for me. I hear a lot many of you saying 'ditto'. If not recently, you might have experienced it in the past, a one-time thing for some, and a never ending saga for some others. One thing's for sure, nobody's untouched.

Life and lifestyle have changed drastically over the last decade for all of us. Advanced technology, globalisation, free exchange of data and information, have created dramatic effects. New opportunities opened up, people moved up a notch in financial status. One can see innumerable advantages, but there's no denying that this is also having an impact on our health, directly or indirectly. Career problems, relationship problems, family problems. Reasons may vary, personal, professional, but it's there. All around us. Stress.

My Superhero

Is it really that simple? Moving on? No it's absolutely not. Friends and wellwishers suggest/advise; they try to cheer you up. But if the one who's abandoned you, is your loving caring and doting father, life leaves a permanent scar on your heart and a gap that nobody can fill. If it was just one person, it would've been easier (probably). But how does one mourn the loss of a friend, guide, motivator, teacher, parent, all rolled into one?

One of the few people in the world who shower you with their unconditional and incessant love, fathers. The ones behind the scenes, overseeing every act of yours since you were born, and guiding you through every step of the way. They endure hardships, struggles but keep you protected and unaware all along. They're always there, just like shadows, the unsung heroes. 

Nepal Disaster..Let's Try To Make Amends

Over the last one week, one of the biggest headlines across the world has been the earthquake in Nepal. Media has been promptly reporting day in and day out. Lives lost, lives saved. Lives changed. Forever. 

For those who have been affected, directly or otherwise, it's a page of their life they will have a hard time turning over. It's difficult even trying to imagine what it would be like to be in such a person's shoes. My hands sweat with the notion.

For those of us who've been fortunate enough to be a distant spectator, it's a passing thought. We think about the victims and their families when we see the visuals, read the reports. And that's that. It ends there. The next moment we get back into our daily grind. And no one is to blame. That is what is expected of every human being who wants to live. 

But this time around, please ponder.