Travel Teaches: The Promise of Life

Life, as we all know in our own ways, is a strange thing – both the presence and absence of it. As I was basking in the joy of the ‘presence’ of it doing what I love most, traveling, I was hit with the ‘absence’ bit – I lost my father. That was life showing a new face, the face of suddenness, that surrounds you with the imperceptible veil of an awkward absence that leaves some in grief, some in a state of denial. It is when the veil drops that the reality hits, either you drown in the sorrow, or you accept, accept that the show must go on, that you still have a life to live, to give it its full due as long as it is there, to help it celebrate, to make the most of the remaining days. That’s when you start looking upto some inspiration.
Where do I look for mine? Who’s that one soul whose mere thoughts would bring a fresh breeze of life-fullness in me? I started running through my memories and without much effort, I found the face I was looking for.

My Happy Lady from the small village of Hargam, Nubra.

Just remembering her, her first glance, her way of dealing with the language barrier, her way of dealing with a situation she was not prepared for, all with a smile that had no lies in it, that had the power to make anybody looking at it smile even wider, the smile that instantly makes you believe that the world is really still not devoid of happiness yet – just that brought me all the inspiration I needed to sail forward. When I thought about how she deals with the extreme conditions there during the winters, when I thought about how almost single-handedly she manages the house with her family being away for several days at times with absolutely no way she could reach them or talk to them, and all that with a smile, I knew what kept her going – the promise of life itself.

At a moment when I am fighting my own demons I know this promise will keep me going, help me fight through all odds, challenge life right on it’s face and come out victorious. As my father always said
“You can make or break your moments, moments that will be lost forever in the next second, live your moments well, live your life well, keep no regrets, hold no grudge, love more than your heart can hold and give your all to things you truly believe in and to people who “

Because he taught me to fly

Rest in Joy, Baba, I know you are around, always, forever 🙂


8 responses to “Travel Teaches: The Promise of Life”

  1. I know all too well what it’s like to lose a dad and I’m so sorry for your loss. 🤗 😪
    Also, I love love loved this post – sometimes all we need to cope with whatever life throws at is is a little perspective! 😘


    1. Thanks Glad you liked it 🙂 Yes positivity and perspective helps a lot


  2. Grief hits us hard .. it pains to the core but sometimes impossibility of hope is much powerful than the logic of reason . We fall, we learn and we rise.. In this vicious circle of drama , we craft our life ..

    Shine on you crazy diamond !


  3. Losing parents is the worst thing that can ever happen to a child. But how you described your feelings and then your zeal for life and how you have written about things present and absent in life, you just nailed it.


  4. Loved your perspective, Chandroma! Positivity keeps us going. We can’t change our fates but certainly embracing them can make a difference. And you know, demons make great friends 🙂 Your post reminds me of Mary Oliver’s verse – ” To live in this world you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.” Stay strong.


  5. Beautiful post darling, and you know what? I was literally crying while read your blog, life is full of joy, sorrow, cloudy and bright full… learn to live, and I am sure You will live your life…the journey 🙂


  6. Beautiful post..You just nailed it.Keep going whatsoever.


  7. beautiful post chondroma, yes make most of every moment
    hope you recovered well from grief


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