Letter of Thanks

As I must have said before in my posts and as the ones who know me know very well, I am not at all religious. In fact, some godly beings have also gone to the extent of calling me an atheist. I disagree with them, but that is beside the point. The point is that I suddenly had this overwhelming realization yesterday that I am one of the luckiest people on earth!

I have been selfish not to thank the loads of people who have been involved in my life, trying to make it blossom and even the others who have tried hard to wither it (my special thanks to these for taking so deep an interest.) But today I have realized I must thank the most important people in my life.

To avoid any unlikely damage to their person, I have decided to keep their names confidential. In case you approve of some of them, I request you to please inquire in confidence their particular names.

Thank you,

You who gave me education, and brought me up. You who taught me to fight to win despite all odds. Who taught me to feel, to cry, to try and to succeed.

You, who were my first friend; I would like to thank you for exploring the hidden places… ahem… of school with me. Thank you for bunking the first class and for flirting with the poor scared little boy in kindergarten.

You who taught me to love dogs; who said they are cute. Who held my trembling hand and put it on the doggu’s head. Thank you for that wonderful feeling when the doggu tongue licked my hand!

You who were the first furry brown doggu to become my friend; the first to give me the doggie nose feel!

You, my four legged messiah, who wagged me through the most difficult times of my life. I hope I have the privilege of bearing you my friend as my son, in my next term. I have not been able to repay you, and I am deeply sorry for having betrayed you.

You who were my first love; who taught me what love could be; who were with me in the innocent pleasures of childhood. Thank you for making me feel beautiful, wanted and strong. Thank you for teaching me that an opportunity lost is never returned. Thank you for teaching me the importance of being earnest.

You who taught me all my music and most of life; thank you for being my mentor, teacher and friend. Thank you for protecting me and yet never making me feel closed. Thank you for letting me know the difference between indulgence and obsession; for being my guiding light. And most of all, thank you for telling me if I dream it, I should do it.

You who taught me the real value of sacrifice; who showed me what love could inspire. Thank you for teaching me that the greatest riches of the earth are the heart. Thank you for showing me the treasure that one gives, and the more one gives the wealthier they become.

You who taught me what bad management could do to a perfectly winning situation. You who showed me what happens when one has everything except courage- and the importance of self respect and belief. Who taught me it is not enough to dream; it is important to make it happen.

You, my Krishna; thank you for showing me what love is, can be and must be. Thank you for teaching me that laughter is shona. Thank you for holding me where the path was most shaky, and for hammering my self confidence back into me. Thank you for helping me revive my belief in god, in myself and in angels; Thank you for being with me in music and in laughter and for showing me that ‘sickness and pain’ are useless times to be considered, because life is not about sickness; it is about music and vibrancy.

You for showing me what patience is; to what extent one can go in love with someone. Thank you for putting up with my stupidity and making it so easy to be different. Thank you for telling me that time does not decide the depth of relationships, feelings do. And thanks for saying, 'It does not matter.'

You who have been with me through thick and thin; thank you for extending to me the best friendship on the face of the planet. I admire you for your courage and innocence. Thank you for accepting me as I am, and finding among my innumerable faults reasons you thought you could love me for.

You who showed me what fear is; how constrained suspicious and miserable a human life can turn into. Thank you for making me feel how privileged I was for being able to smile freely. Thank you for teaching me that the biggest gift to mankind is not money, not education, not technology or food or pleasures or looks. It is a mind; a heart; a soul- without these a king is ultimately a rat in a dark wet dungeon, running from himself, round and round and round... And most of all, thank you for giving me the assurance that I can rise above anything. Thank you for teaching me not to take life’s simple things for granted, because for some people they are at an immeasurable distance.

You, Sri; for showing me that God is everywhere, in any form, you can meet him.

Thank you Almighty, for blessing me with all these wonderful people who have helped me be proud of myself, despite the natural flaws I carried into your pristine world.