This is the story of Me and my Dad, a story of Trust, and a story of Making and Breaking the same. When I moved to Bangalore for my higher studies, He (Dad) told me that you have chosen my dream and I chose to make that dream come to reality. This line was so very normal for me at that point. Being a teenager, I was blooming that I am moving out of Kashmir and will be going to a metro city, encountering a variety of cultures, religions, lifestyles, and whatnot. While I was bidding adieu to all of my family members, he hugged me and whispered to me that, "Ye Khush Gasi Ti Karzi, Magar Yaad Thawzi Soun Yazat Chui Chanen Aathan Manz.. Aaesh Karzi Magar Aayeshi Ni Keh." This translates to, "Whatever comes to your heart, go on and do it but remember our pride is in your hands.. Enjoy your bits but don't exploit your enjoyment."
This suggestion, advice, or whatever one calls it kept boomeranging in my head not only for some time but till the time I understood it. And guess what, I understood it in the last semester of my graduation. It took me three long years to actually understand what my dad meant. Yes, it was not that easy to grab what he actually meant, I took it in different versions according to situations and occasions. But it was a lesson for life, a life-maker lesson. He had given me the secret recipe to understand life in the best of form.
Clearly, I stood up to all of his expectations and made the dream he saw in me, a reality. A reality not by getting graduated (the first graduate of the family btw) or a master's degree or even a job but understanding the true essence of life. He taught me that it's the same thing that makes or breaks trust. He trusted me with his dream on the line. The breaking or making of trust is the different side of the same coin. They're never apart from each other, one in the face and the other is back.
Thus, after three long years or say after 30 odd months, I had understood something he himself had gained by experience throughout his whole life. I was lucky enough, in fact, I am blessed how he keeps on pouring life mantras to me and I keep getting the best taste of life. All he meant was that "What Makes and Breaks Trust is Same."
Until next time I pour Pain on Paper, Keep Absorbing... Abaad ❤❤
P.S. You may feel that LIFE has a different answer to the question you've asked but that answer is always the best answer for you. Nature is the best replier.
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