I call Myself ..A Peaceful Warrior

Well! yes I am back again with another story...these days i am 24x7 in my home...and to keep myself busy... time has made me realized that i have so much to look at which i haven't for all these years... Sometimes i wondered how someone can be in one place all their lives..never visited another city.. new neighbor and they spend all their lives in one house in which they were born and from where they passed away... i couldn't understand maybe because i never had that life... my definition of the home has always been where all 4 of us are together... let it be a house or hotel room or hospital or any place in this world... that's home... Now i  am struggling to walk again...i generally go to a park nearby... and spend few hours... The weather ... the wind... remind my happy days back to me... remind me of mom... i see her every day through my soul..... yeah... i still cry alone... but i am glad i remember her all the time... in my most painful days... she is the ...

Well! this headline has been inspired by a music that is like my back to back repeats that I keep listening in the loop. This music inspires me... if you read this blog than to do listen to Rain by Simply Three While I am writing this story... it been a month now of my surgery and my wounds are still raw.... But like every battle that has been thrown to me... despite requesting time to give me peace... i am gifted with the last resort that i wish never to look upon... i feel.. that the last thing i look for i am gifted first... like this surgery the pain , being helpless, being a vegetable... and every single day i restart my day with learning to walk, learning to sit... learning to be normal... 32 years passed by and i felt i am again learning to walk...sit.. speak.. but the difference is i am learning them with the pain gifted to me.... every time i was thankful or rather the right word is hopefull may be i can have friends , people around to love me whom i love them... may b...