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2023, the Year of Rebirth
Inner challenges, my rebirth, and the awakening.
I’m not the same Nandini that I was a year ago, in fact, every year for the past few years I’ve been shedding my old self and rebuilding it again.
I’m exhausted honestly. I wish it could pause for a while.
The pain and tears have taken a toll on me. Except, now, I’m at a point in my life where things don’t phase me. I know exactly how the universe orchestrates life. If it were up to me, I would not do this year again, but the reward of being someone with more emotional control has its benefits. I’ve learned my inner power.
India, and the air I could breathe again.
After 10 years of constant battle, I sat in the living room of my naniji’s house (the sister of my mother’s mother) and it felt like I could breathe for the first time in a while.
The peace, the sun, and the cleansing of the stress from my body made me realize I was extremely powerful. Every sunset, I shed tears knowing I couldn’t go back in time to hug my grandparents and held resentment from my paternal side for their actions. The spiritual pull of India is what gives a peace that the U.S. could never bring. I longed for warmth and comfort, by seeking refuge like my 11-year-old self when I visited Shimla.
