Every new thing is like an adventure for me. While I am trying to muster all hope from every nook and cranny I could find at this stage, when someone suggests trying an unusual thing, I instantly become all ears. Always giving in to what strangers suggest. You know, try something just for the sake of trying something different.

Doing a 90-day lent sounded like an adventure at first when I had first heard about it. Even though a small part of me wanted to back off, the biggest chunk wanted to take a leap of faith. I did it anyways, but it ended up being no fun in the park.

In a similar fashion, today a non-practicing man wants to test his knowledge on me, and once again for the thrill of it, the heck of it, I am not stepping back again. At this stage, my body is open for experiments. Whatever works, I am open to anything that has the potential to hit the right chord. You never know.

I have become a believer. The weird part is that at this age I am surrounded by all the magic in the world. I see it everywhere. From the part where I keep finding the same numbers over and over, I have moved on to watching Godmen do the impossible. The power they say there is actually is. It took me a long time rejecting to eventually accept it.

If someone talks magic, I can’t help but steer in their direction. Anything that might work for me would be no less than a miracle. I have started accepting the existence of blessings in our life. I am no longer an atheist and am baffled by the power of God and the countless powerful forms portrayed by the universe.

Nowadays if I hear someone stating their problems, it inadvertently tears my eyes. I instantly relate to their pain. It’s almost as if I can understand every troubled soul’s mindset. What they are and have been going through, is enough to make me grieve for them.

I have performed so many impossible-sounding tasks in the past few months, that it baffles me to even look back. I continue to do so in hopes to align with the track I was derailed from. Waking up at 4 AM every day is the most immediate adventure that I have embarked on. Trying to look inward with eyes that are meant for the outside is the strangest experience per se.

Nothing is a walk in the park. Come to think of it, it’s no longer a park. I am in the middle of a forest, the closest I could be to nature. The fact – how dense it is doesn’t bother me, is scary.