A letter to my 13-year-old-self
My dear 13-year-old-self,
I know
today has been an important day in your life. Today, you started a journey of a
life-long search. I know how scared and confused you felt when you saw
something beyond your own face reflected in the mirror.
As you
whirled and danced to a tune unknown and suddenly stopped in front of the
mirror, you saw yourself, and all of a sudden, you asked, “Who am I?” That one
question opened a pandora’s box for you. Something beyond recognition told you
that there is so much more to life than the one that is being projected in the
world. You saw a glimpse of it. And, once you did, you couldn’t un-see it. It
got etched into your memory forever.
Dear
darling, I know at this point in time you are more worried about your Maths
scores, your English essays and your secret first crush. Let me tell you, you
will work really hard to score well in Maths and you will become an editor too.
As for that crush, gosh girl, you have some really crazy taste in guys. He will
become a local goon and even stalk you for a while!
Life will
not be easy. Yes, I hear you, it has never been easy for you, how hard can it
get? You have your benchmark for hurt and pain, and let me tell you, that benchmark
will take you through everything that you will face in life. Things at which
others crumble, you will still get up and walk, and that too with your head
held high.
It’s the
year for you to find your old soul, the one that cares for and loves everyone,
without distinction. You have received the gift of kindness as your legacy. You
will laugh with others and cry alone. You will start writing poetries. You will
find a way to express yourself – through the written words. You will also start
to build walls around you, as you vow to not let anyone hurt you anymore. You
will thrive in your loneliness, often sitting for hours on the stairs. Oh! Stairs,
they will be your new refuge. You will question and think, and think a lot there.
You will
read, almost everything. This is the starting of your journey of becoming a
bookworm. You will save money to buy books, rent them, exchange them or borrow
them. They will be your best friends. They will take you to various adventures.
But your original
itch to know about yourself will keep re-surfacing. That’s when you will
discover Vivekananda. His words will resonate with your inner self. They will
make sense to you.
You will be
fascinated by famous lives. You will try to find your ideals, and in that
search, you will go to Kolkata to meet Mother Teressa. You will miss meeting
her by 10 minutes, and that will again change your life. My just-about-teenage
self, if you had met her that day, I assure you, this letter would have never been
written. That meeting would have triggered your path towards renunciation. But
that did not happen.
You are at
a cusp where you had seen too much and starting a journey that few dares to
undertake.
You are crucial
to me, because that day, if you didn’t ask yourself, “Who am I?”, I would have
forever remained ignorant of myself.
So, thank
you, my 13-year-old-self, and I promise you, I will keep walking the path with
my head held high.
I love these letters to self
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