Transformation

Year's end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us.
2010 – A year of a complete transformation in both personal and professional front for me. The year when I experienced culture of a new family, (tried to make it my own.), entangled with politics of the surrounding society and the added on responsibility (which made me bound to feel that I am grown up).
True to my heart, I was not acquainted with any of these. In the beginning, these were sorrows for me... I was thinking how unfortunate I am. I felt alone in this vast world. I felt departed from my family, my parents, my brothers and my sister. I lost all my friends. I felt like losing all my independence. I used to cry in almost all the nights. All negative thoughts were entering into my mind. Life was not a bed roseJ. I regret for my decision. I cursed my fate. Nothing helped. I was going mad day by day. I felt to keep a balance in my life. As a saying goes in Oriya, “Duhita, Dui Kulaku Heeta” (A daughter is a blessing for two families).I failed to make it happen. I ruined both.
As time passed by, I realized my narrow-mindedness. My worthless thoughts. I was getting furious when somebody very close to me, used to categorize my thoughts as crap. Later I realized yes really they are.. My sorrows are not real sorrows. Though I boast on myself as never complaining in nature, I realized I complain for many things.
A great philosopher very close to me defined the difference between sorrows and struggle. Sorrows- the irreparable loss of life, which we are, compelled to think as a blessing from almighty. On the other hand struggle –whatever we do to survive in this beautiful world and to make our world more beautiful. Then I realized everything that I had categorized as sorrow is part of my struggle. And my struggle has never gone unrewarded. Everything happens in life for a good cause. Whatever struggle I did in last twelve months was to make me more exposed to society and above all not to forget my originality. I am not a bride of a high class society, rather a girl who gets all her deserving things with enough struggles.
The most unfortunate happening that had biggest impact within me was the accidental death of my cousin’s husband just after her six months of marriage. Though I was not close to her, her situation had made me silent for some days. I was just feeling alone, but she was really alone in our traditional and orthodox Indian society.
Thanks to almighty, for blessing me with so many gifts. Infact I had a long journey from one of the remote village girl to the struggle to move to US, it’s all possible because Lord never made me alone.

Now as we enter, the new era of a new century, let us have new thoughts prevailing our mind, constructive ideas to make a better India. Change yourself to change India!!
Waiting for a rising sun and rising tomorrow of 2011!!!!