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  • Witnessing India’s Independence: A Historical Perspective

    Witnessing India’s Independence: A Historical Perspective

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    If you could go back and witness any historical event, which one would you pick?

    That’s a really good question. When I gave it some thought, the only answer I could come up with was the “Independence of India from the British”.

    I always loved reading about our history, especially the freedom fighters and the struggles we faced under British rule, and how we all came together to overthrow the rulers and get our Independence. No caste, no religion, just one goal: to achieve independence. All of us came together irrespective of our internal differences; I want to witness that. I want to witness that day of August 15th, 1947.

    Just imagining the day of our Independence gives me immense pleasure. What would the country’s environment have been like? How happy everyone would have been to see this day after 89 years of crown rule. Witnessing that day would definitely be a treat.

    What event do you want to witness, and why?

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  • Symbols of Lord Shiva: Tattoo Inspirations

    Symbols of Lord Shiva: Tattoo Inspirations

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    If you had to get a tattoo right now, what would it be and why?

    Let me make it very clear: I am not a fan of tattoos. My wife has three tattoos, but I never wanted them for myself and never plan to.

    But for the sake of this question, if I want a tattoo right now, without a doubt, it would be something related to Lord Shiva, the god I worship.

    I believe whoever you love or are devoted to lives in your heart, and you don’t need to carve their name on your body. That’s why I didn’t get any tattoos for my spouse or kid. But given the chance, it will be only Lord Shiva either in his sanyasi (Hermit) form, or as a Linga. I would consider the symbols too, like the damroo or the trident.

    Om Namah Shivay 🔱🙏

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  • How I Met My Significant Other: A Personal Journey

    How I Met My Significant Other: A Personal Journey

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    How did you meet your significant other?

    That’s such a beautiful memory. Those were golden days. We used to work in the same company but in different departments. When I first saw her, I felt attracted to her. In the office, there was a pool table in the game area, which we used to play after lunch, and her desk was close to that area. I used to wait to play and see her. She was always serious and involved in her work.

    Actually, I moved closer to the office from my earlier residence in Mumbai to save on commute time and joined a couple of friends as roommates. At the new location, on the first day, she was in a cab, and this was something I never imagined. That’s how the law of attraction works.

    From there, our relationship started. There was a practice of calling the next cabmate before the driver picked them up. That’s how we got our numbers exchanged. Sometimes I used to call her to get ready for the cab, and sometimes she called me, depending on the cab’s route.

    Those were the times of SMSs, no WhatsApp or Facebook. The only social media at that time was Orkut. Our relationship flourished through those brief cab rides and the SMS messages we exchanged. Now she is my wife, and we miss those days.

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  • Embracing Tradition: The Significance of Touching Elders’ Feet

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    What’s a cultural tradition from your country that you love?

    I love so many traditions from my country. The most likable tradition is to touch the feet of elders and, in some cases, knowledgeable people, irrespective of their age.

    Touching our elders’ feet is something instilled in our minds from an early age. Even today, the first thing I do in the morning is touch my parents’ feet when I am with them.

    The benefits of this tradition are, first, to receive blessings from your elders and, second, to practice humility. Bowing down to someone is not easy, and it is mostly about a feeling of surrender. That’s why we bow down to gods in most cultures.

    But think how beautiful this tradition is. The person whose feet you are touching will always give you blessings, even if he is your enemy.

    In the Ramayana, when Ravana was on his deathbed, Lord Ram asked his brother Lakshmana to go and seek guidance from him about the duties of a king. Lakshmana went and sat near Ravana’s head, and Ravana didn’t say a single word. When Lakshmana told this to Lord Ram, he asked Lakshmana to go again and sit at Ravana’s feet. Lakshmana followed and obtained knowledge from Ravana, the very enemy they had defeated.

    That’s the power of touching someone’s feet and getting a blessing. Today’s generation thinks of it as an old, nonsensical tradition, and they ask: why should they touch someone’s feet just because he is older, or if someone is not worthy of that respect? In a way, that’s correct, but I still feel it’s the best way to keep ourselves grounded and receive positive blessings. I encourage my kid to follow this tradition.

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  • Dad’s Retirement Day

    Dad’s Retirement Day

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    If you could relive one day from your past, which day would it be and why?

    I would love to relive any day before my dad got diagnosed with Lung cancer. He used to be a pillar of strength, a motivating and inspirational figure for all of us family members, as well as for those influenced by him in any way.

    I still remember the day of his retirement from college as a Sr. accountant; it was the first of its kind in the college’s history. I remember he was covered in marigold garlands, and all his peers were saying good things about him. I was lucky to be present there. I didn’t say anything about him due to stage fright, but it felt so good to see how much people used to admire him.

    His personality changed completely after cancer treatment. Chemo has taken a toll on him. He is no longer optimistic and has no wish to live. The person who used to give us strength is now out of strength. The one who taught us to be strong in tough times is weaker than we thought. That’s how life is. Each moment is a test. Sometimes we pass, and sometimes we fail.

    It’s hard for him to be helpless and dependent on others. I know how he feels: to become frail after being a person of strength. But this is how it is; we should accept whatever god gives us, pain or pleasure.

    I would really love to live to see the day of his retirement, to see him happy, alive, and proud.

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