What’s something you do completely differently from how you were raised?
03/09/2026@Waakiye
Hey…
I hope all of you are doing well…!
It’s one of those late night post as I had some paperwork that I had to fill and get it to the bank before leaving for work…!
So I ended my walk took some rest and formulated some ideas and saved them here and left to accomplish the task in hand…!
Before I could think about completing this prompt I was at work ready to work on the piece that I put in the chuck last night…!
And it was late in the evening when I got an idea to make this prompt…!
And,
How it could be different from the rest and how differently I live my life if compared to the rest…!
Doing things differently from the world…!
I think the way I approach love, people who are/were attached to me, how relationships play out and how emotions make us choose things that might not be good in the short run which might make us regret our decisions later on…!
I believe that loving someone doesn’t give us the right to claim them…!
Not every time you end up with the people who are your crush and even if they do it might not be that they love you back…!
And,
That doesn’t give you any right to claim them…!
Yes
You can love them, live for them and exist with their memories in your mind forever;
But,
Nowhere does it say that they are yours to choose and keep in hiding from the world…!
Questioning authority and inherited beliefs to get the reason behind them…!
I was told just like the rest of us to believe in what our parents got from their parents and they got them from our forefathers…!
But,
I do think many before me tried to question and were punished, suppressed or even threatened with strict discipline—
To the point they never had enough I don’t want to say courage but lack of the word forces me to use it…!
Even,
This day when I was under my parents I had to agree to what they believed in until I wasn’t a little kid anymore and I was free to choose and practice what I like,
And I chose none…!
Well not nobody;
But bowing in an essence to the truth and the the power that blew into me the first breath which continues to this day…!
I wish some of this was inherited but really none was…!
It was something that happened after I pushed myself,
Angered more than a few people when I chose not to bow down infront of the elders and these beautiful sculpted statues…!
Did it cost me…?
Yes it did,
And,
I paid a price with my conscience and with that price eve thing became evident,
How respect was mutual and none of it came to you just because you were a few years older…!
I understood it earlier that I cannot be myself if I ever gave into the sense of belonging to a group or a community, instead of being an individual self…!
Too long to go over,
In Crux I talked about how I questioned things and gave respect where it was due and only if I considered the person on the receiving end to be worthy of it…!
Do you guys even listen to the song of the day I post here…?
Or should I stop…?
Khair
Until I don’t feel like giving upon it I won’t…!
Naina morey taras gaye by ustaad shoukat manzoor ali khan ji…!
Whenever this song or blessing reaches my ears I cannot get enough of it and I play it on repeat atleast twice maybe thrice…!
There is something in his voice that brings me peace and drops me back into this sense of despair and longing…!
Listen if you can…!
Cheers 🥂
Love Waakiye 🤍🤍
