Singh of my Life..

I have not met him in person.

The biggest act of courage is to have faith. Faith in your Guru. I have never blogged about religion except for one post that brought out my uncontrollable emotions that I have always hidden. "I believe in God". Somehow this statement seems to baffle many so called outgoing peers of mine and so I never bothered or honestly was too shy to bring out my true feelings and write about them. I wanted to blend in rather than stand out and be me. It’s very easy to write about love and relationships once you have been through your college life. It is very very difficult to blog about your religious feelings because many times we refuse to let ourselves accept the fact that we are religious.

Well, when I say I have not met him in person I am not referring to God. It is on the contrary a person whom I’m gonna be spending the rest of my life with. I’m not in love with him because as I have always said love nowadays is highly overrated. Well then why did I decide to marry him even without meeting him? The answer is- My heart says so. If that is not a valid enough point for you as a reader then discontinue reading this post. Because that’s what it is about. My heart and my Guru said that this is the person for me. I still tell him I love him and it may seem contradicting but unfortunately there has never been a word created that could describe a feeling which every girl has for the guy she is getting married to and so we adjust with the word love.

It would confuse many why I am changing so much for a guy I hardly know. Well, I am not changing for him. It is because of him that I finally can be what I really wanted to be but was too scared of people’s reaction. The beautiful dastaar and the chunni on my head is what I wanted. The serene bliss and calm on the face. Being my Guru’s beloved Kaur.

Do I need a guy to help me become my Guru’s daughter? Am I that weak? The answer is yes. I am that weak even now that sometimes I get scared of the path that I have chosen. What I’m not scared of is to admit this weakness. Every person has their own journey to follow and I am glad I have got a life partner who shares his passion for religious knowledge with me. We are not competing in this journey but are holding each other tightly while taking every step forward. He has walked this journey for quite some time now but is willing to slow down and show me the way.

We both have the strength to teach and to learn from the other, not because we are some amazing creatures but because our Guru has amazing faith in us. We love our lives and love showing care and possessiveness for each other. At the same time we love traveling on this unfathomable journey of being a true Gursikh.

I hope we have the courage to have faith in our Guru. That is all we expect out of ourselves and out of each other.

Rabb Rakha

Confused??

Who are we?

What do we want from our life?

Is reading a passion or a compulsion?

Whom do we love and why?

Who are our friends?

How much trust can you have on others?

Is there a god?

Does love exist?

Do people genuinely care about others?

Is drinking a bad habit?

When is a live-in relation justified?

Is it ok to bitch about others?

Why do people crib about their happy live?

Why miss others when you have your life to deal with?

How can you show that you love and care?

Is it wrong to think about oneself?

Why do we complicate things and life?

Why the need to talk to someone when you alone?

Why pray only when you in trouble?

Why having sex is such a major issue in our lives?

Why do people end up judging you?

Why do we have to be social?

Why is money, religion and looks the most important attributes for marriage?

Why can't people mind their own business?

Why are we always confused about our decisions?

Why live a life we gonna end regreting having lived in the first place..??

Why write this post, this blog?

Why have confusions?

P.S: I always tried and provide answers which seem relevant to me.. but here are some confusions which we all face. hope my readers can answer some for me..

Funny love!!

Why is it that a person whom we love deeply, we cannot properly pronounce their names? We always end up shortening their names to an extent that they seem like funny baby noises.. Imagine my husband will start by callin me ripu.. to rips.. to ri.. and various other versions in affect to that

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Another scenario I've noticed is that we tend to give cute names to our lovers.. shona, sweetu, jaan, jaanu, babes, baby, honey, sugar and all sweetening stuff. So in the new age health concious world I would hate my husband calling me honey or sweets and we would switch to the more healthy option of Sugar free or natura and so on... Although not as romantic but atleast its a healthy option!! wat say!!

Now Lovers have got to meet up right!!?? And one major issue of concern here is WHERE?? There are a lot of coffee shops and malls but naa thats too cliche now.. Mocha and hooka joints are in.. Then comes the part of payments.. Dutch?? Does it work??

Am I your equal that I have to pay or should one person be generous enough? I think this is very case specific and to each one its own. I would not comment on it.

Love to marriage is a case which is a little more trickier and thicker muck to go down in. Maximum of "love" cases trickle down to past relations and crushes because they do not or cannot cross the transition phase and the tribulations faced in such phases.

Then there is another kind of love.. the love that never was...

This scenario is when a guy/gal loves someone but they do not respond. The type of funny oaths that are given in leu of attaining the love that did not exist in the first place is heartrendingly hilarious. Being on either side of such a situation is an enormously emotional trauma.

Love is funny and love is very subjective and case sensitive.

If you are in love then try and look back on your relation and what you cling onto in a relation, is it the sweetened talk or is it the solid trust and respect.

Happy Loving Anyways!!

BR

Manu

New World.. New Challenges..

I'm an Engineer!!!

Technically I've written all my examinations and jus one more result and I'm done. I've done pretty well for myself in college, having enjoyed every kinda mischief with pals from bunking to cheating to late nite parties to the crushes.. etc etc.. I've even secured a job in a reputed company (although the joining date is so late) and even my percentage is great..

Have I got any regrets?? 

Nope.. 

I've done every mistake I could, said the wrong things, been at the wrong place at the wrong time, yet every single mistake has made me the person who I am and I love that. I've learnt how to find friends and how to keep true friends. Nothing that I can write down will do justice to the experience of these four years of my college life. I still take the time to write this blog because I wanna remember how much I value those moments, so that when somewhere down the line I hit rock bottom again I can look back and smile at these inspirational moments and say to myself

" If you could come out with shining colors after four years of Engineering.. This problem is a cake walk!!"

I'm on a vacation now.. I deserve it.. I also need this vacation to spend quality time with those who have patiently taken my busy schedules and adjusted even thier marriage timings for my sake. 

When I'm back I'll again have to join the hustle of yet another world of job and the "rat race" but I'm ready.. Because the college life has not drained me out of my pleasures of life.. on the contrary it has enfused in me the energy to make it big in a world full of competition and shown me that in the end the integrity you kept through the journey matters a lot more than the destination that you have arrived at!!