From as far back as I can remember, the value of giving has been a part of my life. My father and grandfather shaped my understanding of what it means to live with purpose and how that purpose stems from the art of giving. They didn’t explain it in complicated words, nor did they ever frame it as a duty. Instead, through their own lives and their choices, they taught me something profound: what you have; whether it is time, kindness, wisdom, or love , It finds its true meaning only when you share it with others. For them, giving was not about wealth or possessions. It was about presence, care, and generosity . I grew up watching them extend themselves for people, sometimes in small ways and sometimes in life changing ways . And slowly, almost unconsciously, this way of living became a part of me. As I grew older, however, I noticed something unsettling. In today’s world, the act of giving is often misunderstood. People who extend themselves for others are sometimes labeled as p...
Since my childhood I have always wanted to achieve big things in life but have always messed them up despite giving my 100 percent. My whole life was filled with scenes which screamed “So close, yet so far” . I tried my hands on multiple things due to various reasons but one thing I knew was -My heart was the happiest while doing one thing - managing and leading people, but I wasn’t brave enough to take that path, nor was I aware of the options and hence explored multiple opportunities. I have been made fun of and called out as “fickle-minded” a lot of times but only I knew no matter what I did, I gave it my all - let it be preparing for GATE in my pre-final years or for GRE in my final year , but none of them were giving me the peace nor happiness I wanted and when I sat down and asked my heart what I actually wanted, what excited me, it knew , it always knew ; it has always been this- do something in Management and 2 years back right after my graduation I finally mad...