Waakiye

Category: PERSONAL

  • You ask G0d for change in your life, But are you ready to welcome it…?

    You ask G0d for change in your life, But are you ready to welcome it…?

    But,
    Isn’t all of this pre-decided…?

    Aren’t we living in a world where each action is predetermined…?
    and it’s playing according to what is already written..!

    We ask,
    Ask that stone figurine,
    Ask that book,
    Ask prophets and religious scholars——
    His will;

    And,
    All we get in return of our questions,
    Our deep profound questions that make this life feel like a lost cause are answers that we already know——


    It’s according to their will and nothing will betray it,
    and,
    the number of breaths that are written in your fate,
    you will breathe them-
    no more than that and no less than that…!

    The more they talk about it in circles,
    the less credible they feel;
    ————
    A scenario that happened in real life


    Once a person asked me who am I to challenge the word of G0d and not believe in everything that is told to me by my elders and preachers;

    A question that has A simple answer,
    which would hurt him;

    But,
    on telling him that,
    “I’ve reached an age where I can question things and form my own thoughts and opinions about them,
    and I need no support to have my own system that helps me transverse this world;

    but,
    there are instances where I get stuck and I need answers,
    that’s why I seek these religious believers who have devoted their lives to a spiritual being,
    for these questions…!”

    What about your parents…
    Don’t they feel ashamed when you question their beliefs…?

    “Again,
    I’ve reached an age where I am able to form my own beliefs and follow what appears true to me and my conscience,
    and,
    if it doesn’t,
    no one has the right to force me into a religious practice that I don’t like…!”

    You're someone who came from Hindu parents and how can you question the religion that you came from…?

    Again,
    it was their duty to assure that I grew up strong and with a will that would help me survive this world,
    and,
    they never questioned anything that I asked them,
    even if it was something about religion;

    I came from them,
    and they happen to practice Hinduism,
    But,
    that doesn’t make me someone who would blindly trust anything that happens around us;

    That’s why I ask such questions,
    and,
    when my questions got away from their scope they told me to ask these questions to people who are at the pinnacle,
    these pandits,
    maulanas,
    paathis and father in a church-

    The questions that I might have…!
    ——

    Anger,
    now visible on their face,
    I decided to move away from them after greeting the pandit,
    and walking back home…!
    I thought to myself was  it G0d’s will that a passerby would arrive and feel anger when I questioned not him but a pandit who was answering my questions because of our he has been for the past couple of years;

    Next day on returning I found that,
    the person who got into a verbal quarrel with me over belief,
    Got into some trouble as he was cheating the customers of their money by rigging his scale and shorting their weight by a few ten grams each time;

    Until a raid was made when he was chanting mantras in a section of his workspace where he made a small temple…!

    A person bought a kilo of sugar and he told one of the employee that it feels light;

    Before he could intervene and press the switch that neutrals the scale,
    it was taken off by officers from
    the department and they found out he could change it from zero to 50 grams;
    After shifting its entire blame on a poor employee instead of him,
    He got away with a warning and the employee was taken away by the officers…!

    The next day as I came across him,
    I asked,
    how did he feel after throwing someone under the bus when he was really the mastermind behind it all…?

    On saying what are you going to do about it,
    I knew he was a person who was religious just to wash away his sins after committing them,
    and,
    didn’t ever thing about not committing them in the first place…!
    Few days later,
    the police shut down his shop,
    after that employee didn’t know how to control that machine and its tweaking;

    He was arrested for cheating numerous customers over a span of a decades and also cancelled the license of the weighing scale shop where he got it modified from…
    A tale that I tell to people who show off their religion and boast about it,
    but,
    in their shadow,
    they become someone akin to a thief,
    and cheat the same people they sit with and chant with and eat food with in the home of G0d…!

    I do have some more questions that I need to ask him,
    but,
    I’m waiting for some sort of transformation to happen on its own…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • what happens when your own desires try to eat you alive?

    what happens when your own desires try to eat you alive?

    You’re sitting there,
    In the comfort of your own room,
    And,
    You find your desires,
    Telling you…!

    Pushing you—
    forcing you in a direction that is opposite of what you wanted to be;

    Telling you to send another message to the person who isn’t good for you,

    Telling you to spend another hour scrolling short videos on the platform that you don’t like anymore but it still gives you dopamine,

    Telling you to go on that x rated site and watch more videos just for pleasure,

    Telling you to go out to the club and have a drink with people who are complete strangers and maybe get lucky if things go well;

    That voice warns you not to indulge in such activities and compels you to quit it and tries to push you in a right direction;

    But,
    Your overstimulated mind,
    Registers that voice as a noise;

    Cancelling it out and pushing you in a direction that is destructive,
    And makes you lose a small piece of yourself every moment you catch yourself after indulging and promise yourself that you won’t;

    The next day you break this so called promise you made to yourself;

    Until you find yourself in a pit,
    After breaking countless promises to self,
    You try and look for a way out,
    A source of light,
    But,
    There’s none to be found;

    When you’re surrounded by the choices that made you who you are,
    You look at the way you lived your life,
    Which makes you feel shame,
    sadness and anger at yourself;


    You think about,
    how you had the power to change things,
    But,
    You didn’t,
    You just went with the flow and did what people around you did;

    And,
    When you look at them,
    You feel like they aren’t affected by this;

    This consciousness that comes from within;

    And it makes you question,
    Are they conscious or still lying to themselves…?


    A dim voice answers from within-

    The facade that those people are running aren’t visible to the naked eye,
    But,
    They are dying ever so little;

    Their indulgence is killing them ever so slightly;

    Their dependence on this world and its pleasures with their constant interaction with the factors that shape their life makes them lose their sense each time they choose something that isn’t true according to their voice;


    The voice that is just,
    And seeks your wellness feels useless when your mind forces you to act against it;

    After a long time,
    The tone of the voice dims with each act that forces your conscience to die ever so little,
    Until it fades away;

    And,
    you can’t get a grasp on what is right or wrong after that,
    forcing an erratic behavior that isn’t in anyone’s control…!

    Your -self eroded by choices that are far from normal and keep you hooked on;

    Hooked on these desires that make you feel happy for short bursts then it returns to normal;
    forcing you to chase the next high…!

    Beware…!

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Ostracised out of my family because of my husband’s drinking…

    Ostracised out of my family because of my husband’s drinking…

    (Part-5)(final)

    I stared at him,
    as he laid there on the kitchen floor,
    passed out due to heavy drinking,
    and a concussion that he might have got after he tried to grab my neck and push me against the kitchen cabinets——
    but,
    I moved the very last moment that made him tumble and lose his balance;

    Leading me to where I was now…!


    The left side of my face with a reddish blue tint where he slapped me,
    a bluish hue on my right arm and my right calf,
    Some of my hair that were next to his body,
    which he threw after he pulled me with it from the bedroom to the kitchen…!


    Once again,
    I stared at him,
    Wanting to hit him,
    atleast once,
    but,
    I reminded myself,
    there would be no difference,
    but,
    A voice came from within and told me-

    Is taking a beating without any reason justified…?

    I called my brother without thinking even a second about what would happen to our marriage or relationship that we had;


    He picked up my call on the second ring,
    and he asked me how I was doing…?

    Before I could say anything I started to cry,
    cry because a lot happened within this day,
    and a lot had been happening for the past few years,
    I’ve felt abandoned by everyone,
    abandoned by his side of the family because they knew he was a drunkard and to such a level that he stooped to beating them,
    and they married him to me…!

    They ruined my life which was supposed to be with him in happiness and in safety;

    On hearing my cries,
    my brother said that he will
    be there in half an hour,
    and I waited,
    he was there within 20 minutes,
    risking his life driving faster than street limit to keep me safe from
    him…!

    On arriving home,
    he pressed the doorbell and I opened,
    On seeing me in such a condition,
    Tears came to his eyes,
    he dialled 112 and waited for them to arrive…!

    Unti then,
    he waited for me outside our home and he didn’t step in once or asked for water;

    As soon as the police arrived,
    he said that he wanted to file an F.I.R.
    and,
    take his sister away from her abusive husband,
    the police on taking a look inside and photos of him on the kitchen floor and a bunch of hair lying on there,
    plus,
    noting how badly she was beaten,
    They took all of it into account,
    and,
    made a case against Ravi..!

    The police arrested him by picking him up from the floor and he kept on asking what was going on,
    as they pushed him into the police van,
    he looked at me sitting in a black car left side of her face covered and infront of it stood her brother…!

    On thinking she was going to earn some money by selling her body,
    he started to call her a pro5titiue,
    and how she would sell her body to get anything she want;

    On hearing those words,
    My brother couldn’t control
    his anger and went towards the police van and smacked him so hard that he lost consciousness and tumbled on the floor of the van..!

    The policeman pushed him away and told him it would amount to crime and advised him to stay away,
    before he could say anything,
    Another police staff pulled him away and locked the residence and gave him the keys;

    Which he shoved in his pocket and gave him his number,
    and,
    told him that he would be here within half an hour anytime he was needed;

    To which he said okay and went towards her;

    And asked her,
    Ma’am,
    we need your sign and a report from a government hospital,
    you will have to come with us,
    to which he said you lead the way and we are following you behind…!

    After a few minutes of drive,
    we
    were at a government hospital,
    it was around 9 at night and the emergency staff took her in and noted all of the things that she suffered;

    The final report which was submitted to the police staff made him shed a tear,
    and my brother asked the policeman to see it,
    but,
    he told me he cannot,
    it’s private information that has to stay with us;

    To which he said he needs to see it;
    and He handed over the papers to him…

    As he began scanning it with his eyes,
    he got cold sweats,
    and anger that made him rage out…!

    Scratches on her undernourished body,
    pale blue marks around her ribs her back,
    and many other things that made him feel shame and sadness that he wasn’t aware of what was happening to her…!

    He gave the paper back to him and he walked away after saying sorry…!

    As she came out he put her in his arms to which she said that it hurts 
    and tears stared as he opened his arms and let her out of them;

    As she hopped into his car and drove to their home,
    where there was no abuse or anything that would hurt her anymore…!

    A girl whose life was ruined by her husbands abuse but she kept shut and never told anyone until it felt like it would be the end of her;

    A brother who got what she was going through and came to her rescue without thinking about it even a single time;

    To the people who give their sisters,
    their daughters,
    to someone unknown,
    please,
    please check their background before marrying them to someone who turns to drinking or abusing drugs and beat them after they cannot get money or anything they need from their wives…!

    Based on a true story…!

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Being rich at heart…

    What is the legacy you want to leave behind?

    22/05/2026@Waakiye

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    After a few rounds of physiotherapy, multivitamins and restricting my movements,
    There is some relief in the pain in my neck;

    Which will extend well into the next week and I hope by the time I’m done I can get my movement back and there is no more pain in my neck after I’m done here…!

    Other than that;

    Delhi’s heat has taken a toll on all of us here,
    You cannot think of stepping out in even as early as 11 in the morning because it gets extremely hot;

    So hot that even the cats that came to eat food at our business premises have refused to,
    even if they might have refused to come outside during the day,
    I still put food in a tray next to a small bowl of water before leaving at night…!

    And to my surprise both the bowl and tray are empty in the morning which makes me happy,
    Even if it’s the street dog that eats it;

    Maybe I’ll start putting it on the ledge where cats can sit and eat easily…!

    Something I’ll try this evening…!

    Coming back to the prompt

    Legacy I want to leave behind…

    This question right here is a broad one and in essence it asks us a simple question;

    How do you want people to remember you by…?

    I want people to think I was a good person and someone who helped everyone to the max….

    The monetary and other things come later when you skip the human nature and in essence when you overlook the type of person…!

    When you look at it from a perspective that praises money earned or the wealth collected by pushing other under the bus;

    it becomes evident that we are looking at the wrong thing and which only praises the class that a person belongs to and how much money he has…!

    Before being a person who was rich money wise;

    I’d be happy if I were a person who would be associated with a rich heart and someone who would look after others…!

    Considering the aspect of writing and bringing to all of the people the perspective that are visible yet hidden from their eyes would be something that I’d like to be associated with;

    Because this writing and thinking about things have made me who I am today and I hope I can carry this forward;

    Until I can…!

    A legacy known for helping others and bringing perspective to life that are otherwise unknown to you;

    Which helps you shape your life and spark change helping you grow…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Broken bones and ruptured muscles…!

    Broken bones and ruptured muscles…!

    Have you ever broken a bone?

    20/05/2026@Waakiye

    Hey…!

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    This will be a late upload,
    (Literally the next day…😅)
    but,
    A lot happened last night and I made a post about it tagged below ⬇️

    Last night I was truly alone…!

    It got late last night as I fell asleep around 1:20 in the morning after thinking and contemplating life and its aspects…!

    An empty home is a weird one,
    it makes you re-live all of the memories and experiences that you have had with the person who isn’t there anymore,
    and,
    It makes you feel weirded out,
    sad and almost on the verge of tears;

    Enough said,

    That is what I felt last night,
    and it was bad,
    because it felt like it was never going to be over,
    until I thought about it over and over and felt asleep thinking about it…!

    Coming back to the prompt…!

    Broken bones and ruptured muscles…

    If today’s prompt strictly asks about broken bones it’s something that I have faced in this life a few times,

    and if we are talking about ruptured muscles that has happened more than I can count…!

    I’ve had a hairline fracture in my fingers,
    due to sports injuries,
    which would be my ring finger of my right hand and my middle finger of my left hand…!

    A direct impact from basketball to the ring finger made a clean snap in the middle which I thought was nothing until it got swelled up and I then rushed to the doctor and got the diagnosis..!

    The other time it was a cricket ball that landed a direct hit on my middle finger and it was until much later when I was playing badminton and my friend accidentally hit it in the same spot;

    Surging the pain and making it worse Later the diagnosis confirmed the same…!

    If we are talking about ruptured muscles that happens ever more often,

    A bike accident that ruptured my muscles in thigh and knee,
    scraping my legs, hands and my elbows all at the same time…!

    Making it one of the more difficult stages in my life,

    Living and working through the constant pains.
    that took my will to live each day…!

    Other time,

    It was a slip that twisted my knee and caused a pain that lasted years,
    which still comes back every winter,
    no matter how hard I try…!

    Haven’t we all broken a bone somewhere in our lives…?

    To recovery and a life that changes drastically afterwards…!

    Hope you get well soon if you’re enduring a painful experience…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Last night I was truly alone…!

    Last night I was truly alone…!

    The house felt empty,
    after my sister’s marriage,
    The last person staying with us went home yesterday evening…!

    She was the source of chaos,
    that brought some noise in our otherwise silent life,
    which made me happy,
    I hope everyone happy…!

    But,
    last night staring at her empty room,
    with the door open and a single light bulb turned on,
    above her bedside table made me cherish that chaos more…!

    I FaceTimed her,
    and it was at that moment it hit me,
    when she didn’t pick my first call up,
    but,
    a few minutes later she called me back and told me that she was cleaning her bed as they were planning to sleep,
    and her phone was charging on the ground floor where her mother in law was…!

    It felt weird,
    never would I have guessed that I would get an excuse from her,
    but,
    thinking it was the reality and genuinely what happened I asked her to keep her phone nearby,
    and
    guess What she did…!

    She teased me by saying,
    that I was missing her;
    someone who I spent my lifetime with and had with me up until this point and I was missing her;

    I laughed,
    and said,
    you live a few hours of drive away,
    if I were to miss you I’d come and meet you,
    to which she laughed too…!

    Maybe it was our way of telling we missed each other,
    and,
    laughing far away on phone call was the way to go ahead…?

    But,
    I asked her about her well being and if they got a chance to get the TV hooked up how they wanted..?

    To which they said,
    they have called the company to send the guy who will do the installing,
    Which will arrive within 24-48 hours…!

    On hearing that things were going according to how they wanted,
    I was at last assured,
    and,
    asked her,
    how she was feeling in a new house,
    was she able to set herself like one of the family members…!

    To which she said,
    she is trying to put a good impression on them,
    By agreeing to what they say as they are the adults,
    She talks with her mother in law and sister in law and they can’t get enough ever…!

    Father in law and grandmother in law are still an uncharted territory because they belong to the old mindset and they force her to conform to those which she can’t…!

    All in,
    she is living a good,
    and,
    a well life…!

    Out of nowhere she started to say that she misses her sleep;
    And I was on the floor laughing,

    I used to have a few hours of sleep in the afternoon which I can’t here,
    to which I said,
    set your schedule in such a way that you don’t feel a need to sleep;

    To which she said it’s absolutely mandatory,
    the afternoon sleep;

    While talking,
    Her mother in law shouted her name from the first floor to which she said I’ll see what this is about and I’ll call you later…!

    To which I said okay and bye;

    After cutting the call,
    Everything was the same,
    empty room,
    empty hall,
    it was almost midnight and these thoughts kept me up till 1 in the morning…!

    Wondering,
    will we ever be the same…?

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Ostracised out of my family because of my husband’s drinking…!

    Ostracised out of my family because of my husband’s drinking…!

    (part-2)

    On hearing those words from my own mother,
    it felt sad,
    it broke my spirit,
    and,
    it made me feel like I had no one to fall back to…


    G0d forbid,
    if something worse were to happen I shouldn’t call her,
    because she wouldn’t have an answer then too…!

    I thought about giving my brother a call,
    but,
    it would mean even more chaos would happen in our vicinity,
    and our house would become a showcase in our neighbourhood…!

    So I advised myself not to…!


    On gaining some sense of the situation,
    the sound of the tap running made me realise I was wasting water,
    so I closed the tap and watched my face in the bathroom mirror which was right next to the sink;

    And it was red,
    like all of the blood had pooled on the surface,
    and it felt like it would pour out if I left it unattended,
    so,
    I turned on the tap once again and threw some water towards my face and it burned,
    but I went through with it,
    and splashed my face a few more times and the burning sensation numbed after fourth or fifth splash…!

    I remembered I should have some ointment in my medicine box,
    so,
    I went out after closing the tap and switching off the bathroom light…!

    I bolted towards our bedroom,
    and rushed towards the dressing table with the broken mirror,
    And from one of the drawers I pulled out a box which had medicines and ointment…!

    It had two compartments the above one had medicine and the one below had the ointments,
    from it I pulled out an aloe Vera gel and gently applied it while watching my face in that broken mirror…!

    It was a clear representation of what my life had been——
    Broken,
    a streak running down my face,
    reminding me of what I had become in a marriage with a drunkard;

    I tried to gather courage,
    some courage to cook,
    but I was tired,
    on the verge of passing out,
    so I laid on that bed,
    which both of us shared once;


    With a thick layer of aloe gel on the left side of my face,
    I laid there,
    staring at the fan and its rotation,
    not knowing when my eyes closed and I fell asleep…!

    I wish a daughter would never have to go through any of this,
    but sadly,
    This is a reality for many out there…!

    Something we should all be aware,
    and never be proud of,
    A woman beaten just because she doesn’t give money to her husband for drinking…?

    It doesn’t matter if it was given to her by her husband or if it was her hard earned money…!

  • The problem with giving

    The problem with giving

    Can you ever give someone something without a single speck of the feeling that you will get something in return-

    Or something of the same value will return to you someday…?


    Can you give with the intention of never getting anything back?


    And if you can’t,
    Doesn’t that cancel out the idea of giving…?


    Isn’t the act of giving selfless?


    You remove yourself from gaining anything that exists or any positivity that comes from it…!

    It can be a blessing that can come later,
    or,
    somewhere along the life,
    but expecting immediate gains after giving back to society or nature is somewhat of a fools move…!

    Isn’t that what we expect when we go during bad times to our G0d,
    maybe a temple in our vicinity or even one in our home…!

    We ask,
    we demand instant relief from pains that hurt us,
    and,
    we try to bribe a superior being with what we have,
    maybe,
    it’s feeding a people or two,
    or
    putting a set amount in their donation box…!

    The problem that makes us bribe our G0ds,
    to relief our pain and sufferings…!

    An all encompassing G0d,
    that needs no material wealth,
    neither needs food,
    but,
    look at what we do to please him…!

    How you built us,
    oh lord…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Ostracised out of my family because of my husband’s drinking…!

    Ostracised out of my family because of my husband’s drinking…!

    (Part-1)

    I wish I would have known about his drinking habit——
    excessive drinking habit before we were married;

    He drinks to a point where he becomes a slop,
    and is unable to walk or even stand and that brings me immense shame,
    no matter how much I say…!

    It started from drinking only at the weekend to get rid off all the troubles and stresses that he had at work,
    later it was every other day,
    and now it has become every day…!

    It only became a bigger problem when one day he didn’t have money,
    I know there were a few days for the month to still be over,
    and,
    He asked me for some money;

    On asking him the reason why he needed the money,
    He told me that he needed to buy something and he didn’t receive his salary in full as there were some days he took off due to some health problems..
    (Throwing up after a night of drinking and not having enough energy to go to work the next day…)


    I told him that,
    I’ll buy him whatever he needs when I go to the market in the evening,
    At that time it was 1:30pm and I planned on going to market at 5 in the evening…!

    He asked me to give him some money which I refused,
    In retaliation,
    he struck me…!

    It was the very first time I was struck by his hand,
    And,
    there was shame and fear and anger mixing in my mind,
    my face was radiating heat where his palm hit my face;

    To which he only said,
    give me some money,
    I grabbed my purse and threw some money in his direction which he missed and got on all fours and picked up the notes and went outside…!

    I was there,
    left all alone,
    all alone to cope,
    to face what just happened to me,
    as I stared at my face,
    my wheatish face turned red in shame,
    and the impression of his palm on my left cheek,
    that covered the whole left side of my face…!

    I sobbed,
    those seconds,
    turned into minutes
    minutes into hours;

    and,
    I sat there sobbing,
    uncontrollably for atleast a few hours,
    before I could get a hang of the situation,
    it was 4:45 in the evening…

    I looked at my face in that broken mirror that was held together by clear tape,
    broken by him one day as he returned home and couldn’t stand and took its support which came down and broke from one of the corners pricking his shoulder and it was a bloody mess…!

    We didn’t buy a new one because we planned on changing the whole dressing table which would come with a big mirror;

    But,
    my hopes and dreams with this guy who I married washed away as I turned on the tap and watched the water go down the drain…!


    I washed my face after staring at the water,
    and it hit the left side of my face like it was pricking it…!


    I lightly tapped my face with my hands full of water and it hurt,
    it hurt more than it made me angry now,
    as I sat on the can and thought to myself,
    is this what I’m left with,
    left to be a punching bag,
    that takes all the hits and stays shut…!

    I called my mom,
    She answered my second call and before I could tell anything to her,
    she told me that someone saw Ravi(my husband);
    drinking at 12 noon,
    Outside the liquor shop;


    Another time your uncle saw him limping towards your home as he was coming to our house;


    She asked,
    He hasn’t raised his hand or anything right,
    because I don’t know what we would do then…!

    These words were enough,
    I know no one would be coming to my rescue,
    and if something were to happen to me,
    I wouldn’t have to call her…!

    I’m alright maa,
    I wanted to ask abut something,
    but I’ll call you later,
    he will be coming home soon..!

    As I controlled myself,
    I cut the call and cried,
    cried until I couldn’t…!


    ………


    After drinking a big glass of water,
    I went to our bed and fell asleep…!

    Hope no daughter has to face this day.
    but,
    In this world we live with monsters that do this on the daily,
    No daughter deserves to be treated this way…!

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • A follower who learnt to lead the masses…!

    A follower who learnt to lead the masses…!

    Are you a leader or a follower?

    15/05/2026@Waakiye

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    After working on many of my pre-written posts I came across a prompt that I already answered but,
    there was some change which I wanted to bring out to the world…!

    After being under a fever spell,
    And missing out almost a week rotting in bed,
    and forming ideas that came into my dream or came to me as a wave,
    which I transformed into story or maybe a short writeup…

    But,
    There is something that exists,
    And it feels left out when I try to write something that I form out of my dream…!


    I can’t seem to get my hand on it,
    but,
    I hope I find it soon so that I can refine it sooner…!

    (it could be my emotions or attachment to a character or a certain scene that I saw and want it to be perfect, but that happens only if I spend a lot of time on something which I don’t have…!)

    (khair)


    One day I will be able to uncover what I have in my mind,
    and not be fixated on it which ruins other things…!

    Coming back to the prompt

    Am I a leader or a follower…?

    This prompt made me go on a memory lane and observe what I had been—
    There were time when I have been a follower,
    when you are new to something and you’re trying to learn a craft or a skill…!

    You have to keep your head down and be a quiet observer and follow the same rules and regulation that you are told to,
    maybe to survive,
    maybe to earn a meagre living;

    But,

    When push comes to shove,
    I’ve taken support of my fellow followers and made even the leaders bow their heads,
    and when it was a chance for me to become a leader;

    I never did anything that would corner even the ones on the lowest rung who are just learning the basics,
    because I know how it feels and how it affects those around us because I’ve been in their shoes once…!

    I’ve been fortunate enough to be in the leader’s shoes for some time now juggling activities of a follower on the side to know it is when you’re at the short end…!

    And,
    I search if there is any room for improvements in the conditions since I left which help me formulate ideas and strategies which I give to the person in charge to run and give them a better chance at increasing their efficiency and also make their job fulfilling…!

    To the job we love and do to earn our livelihood…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍