With Love, Tranquility & Despair, I speak from a Human to Human; no matter what age, what caste, what region, what nationality, what gender, what sex orientation or whatever taste for food & life.

Our journeys might be different, we might have existed in different eras, different universes, I just want to tell you that I am here. And as you may take out time, to look at the faces passing by you daily; amongst your friends & family and colleagues & acquaintances, I will look you beyond the eyes, and take a space-&-time out, a state of being within & without. and reassure you that, I see you.

I see you, not with a framework of any judging eyes, stripping your goods wrapped around you. 

I see you with a hope that you remember why you started. 

You were born tiny & gorgeous and handed over to your parents wrapped in a sheet. even the poor gets to feel the same joy, no beginnings are different. Yes some of you might have had a different start, but your parents might have never told you that. some of you might have been born without someone to tell you. but you learnt. you saw, you listened, you felt, you cried, you laughed in amazement, you lived. 

You might have cribbed during early mornings not wanting to go to school, you wanted to sleep and dream on, live the way you wanted. but then you were just a kid and Parents & Teachers are always overprotective. They tell you about rights and wrong, they tell you about Gods, about Heroes, about national figures. They run after you to study, they sacrifice their personal lives to give a better understanding and privileges. They help you choose a career, even a life partner and you have always trusted them, for they would not do any wrong to you. Atleast from the understanding  they have gained in their lives in the society. 

But are they Just. I not only see you but I see your parents as well. They were kids once and they had a similar journey, perhaps less privileged, because most of them struggled during that process, to keep you away from that struggle. Their struggle would have been in hunger trying to make ends meet or even in a Palace molding themselves in the frame their parents asked them to be. Some of the parents, would have urged you to face the struggle as well. My parents did that, especially my Dad. Sure some of your Teachers no matter in school or in college or an uncle in a party or your parents themselves, would have told you that go out, learn for yourself. Seek the enlightenment. words might be different but the zest remains the same. They believed in you, that you could be whoever you would want to be and not what they wanted you to be. They believed in dreams, cause they might have not completed theirs, but they want you to complete yours. 

Now when you are young enough with knowledge about things and phenomenons around you. I just want to tell you, that I saw your journey. not every detail of it, but I know who you are and only you know who you want to be or could be. I can just keep doing my part and once in a while look around and see the person you become tomorrow. I just want to tell you that I believe in you.