Morning begins when the moon is about to say goodbye for the day, the birds starts making noise, we can hear some ladies opening the door of their houses and going out to collect the fresh cow milk from the dairy, some old people chanting over Hare Krishna Hare Rama, the sound of bells ringing in the nearby Temple, whispering of some sacred words in the nearby Mosque.
It is the month of Ramzan, A sacred month for Muslim people mainly when they keep offering fasts to please their Allah.
So the Muslim people nearby my home sleep during midnights and keep chattering the whole night having their last meal before the day begins.
I slept listening to their whispher and drums rolling as their fast begins the early morning.
I am actually happy with myself from past one month. I have developed in me a hobby of waking up early in the morning and go for a walk, this worked for me really wonderful.
It is a de- stress booster to me.
Staying at home jobless with hardly anything to study and least interest in the household work, the loneliness ached to my nerves.
I was never that kind of girl who wakes up, get ready and cling to kitchen for working, but this is kind of life I have when I am at hometown.
The feeling and the routine depressed me, I wanted to study more but there was something that stopped me.
I preferred being alone with a book rather than people.
Slowly I realised I am in depression.
Depression at the age of twenties, isn’t it anything scary ?
I exactly don’t know what depressed me, it can be because of being lonely, being not able to get the kind of life I really wanted like adventurous type or it can because of fear of loosing people who are close to me (grannies).
Being depressed wasn’t a choice for me because I have seen people who are depressed and attached to medicines from 25 long years for everyday.
So I started taking care of myself, i started it with reading good books.
I started going out for morning walks and evening walks after reading a book The Monk Who Sold his Ferrari.
I started to write things that ran across my mind in the dark hours, I started to sleep early keeping my eyes away throbbed from the phone.
And while going for morning walk
When I saw the moon disappearing, pink glow of the sky, the golden rays of rising sun, people doing Yoga and boys playing football EVERYDAY in routine I realised life continues this way but we have to carry on.
We have to not give up.
The very thought that upset me was –
Why do we loose some close people for forever ?
I worked on finding the answer to it and a random thought clicked my mind –
Stay calm and do not worry, everyone will be gone for once, even I will go one day, it can be the next minute or it can next 60 years or anything.
We should depend on none.
I was afraid what if my family leaves me one day and then I felt like someone like an old monk appeared, he came there and asked me
Imagine for a second that your family left you.
I wondered !
What is this ?
He continued to make me believe that my family left me all alone.
And then replied.
Cry your heart out and again start living the life.
People still come here for walk, Sun still rise and birds still chatter.
We wake up to a new day day after every night, so is life.
Do not fear your death as well as death of others, situations will make you firm girl and give you the strength to face it courageously but if you keep worrying about it well in advance it is going to depress you and nothing else, so smile and enjoy the little life you have!
Go for walks, Talk to nature.
Be your own kind of celebrity to your brain, do not reply to it unnecessarily.
There are any other things than need to be focused, concentrate on them and next time whenever you ever feel fear of dying just imaginge you have already died, and people have already learned to survive without you.
And from that day the thinking process of my brain changed, I work for peace of my soul now.
This trick works for me and I use this one to calm me down whenever I get negative thoughts surrounding me.
Have a good day !
Every morning begins with a new sunrise, an old thy soul and a matured brain.