๐‡๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐ญ๐จ๐จ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ซ๐š๐ฉ๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ž.

Once my college professor angrily asked me โ€˜how are you going to earn moneyโ€™?

I answered by bringing change sir. He laughed it off with an underlying contempt a practical person has for a naive idealist.

But I wasnโ€™t only naive. I had a vision. And for that vision I made a silent pact with myself. I would never trade my integrity for security of life.

๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ข๐œ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž. ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐š๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ž ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง.

At that time, I was twenty and I felt alone. As if only I was dreaming of a world where we donโ€™t hide our scars but we show up with them as beacons of light for us and for others.

All I wanted for myself was the freedom to be honest. To state who I am at that moment of time in my life. Without having to embellish my truth with the prevalent social conformity.

For this I fought many battles. I got many wounds. I have many scars.

๐–๐ž ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐๐ข๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง. ๐’๐จ๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐œ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฎ๐ฌ. ๐–๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฏ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ.

The problem is that in the Deprivation Triade we are embroiled in a paradigm where innocently born are purposely raised to be hypocrites. On one hand narrating stories of honestyโ€™s triumphs to them but on the other judging them to be fools for applying honesty in practical life.

For hypocrites I developed a reputation of being disturbingly irritating.

For those to whom honesty mattered we found our way into each otherโ€™s lives and have stayed there.

๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฆ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐œ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž.

๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐š๐๐ฏ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐๐ฏ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ž๐ฌ.

Itโ€™s disadvantages are that I am not popular. I am not always appreciated for my approach. I am many times misunderstood. I am not included. And ironically enough many times my authenticity is doubted as if I was faking it.

On the other hand I can sum up my advantages in one sentence. I am quietly changing the paradigm.

Here is how. Below are some of my star students. People who have allowed their innate honesty to become public.

They may come off effortless but they work very hard, everyday. They began with a search for a world that encourages living honest.

Like most of us they have not been handed a honest world. And this is why they are out there creating it. One person at a time. One matter at a time.

They are not preaching empty sentences about honesty. They are exposing their wounds. They are showing you their heartbreaks, their hardships and their triumphs with vulnerability. In short they make you think. They make you see differently.

They are making being honest and living authentic a norm. And we know that a norm eventually becomes a paradigm.

They are the greatest testimonials of my work.

I am their fan. And I bow down to their grit.

๐”๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐š๐ซ๐š ๐†๐ž๐ฌ๐ฎ

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