Feb 22, 2023
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This is more Mother Fan art š This outfit was inspired off of those 50s outfit that women had. I hope you guys like it š¤
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Another Fan Art š
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So last time I posted here was almost 3 years ago I guess. Lol time passes by so quickly. Gosh somtimes I canāt even comprehend the amout of naviety I had back then. GoodĀ āol times .Ā
The trip that i was talking about was cancelled due to some unavoidably causes, my 12th boards exams was almost cancelled too due to Covid but fuck universe, all of my exams got conducted and then this lockdown thingy happened. And all college exams got postponed too and shit happened but at last , after crossing too many hurrdels, i finally got admission is college.
I wonāt say its a dream college coz right now iām just going with the flow and donāt know what I want to do, plus iām not like an A+ student so Iām happy with what I have right now. Yesterday my lab exams got over so now Iām officially a second year studentššš. But I have only seen my college like once šš. I really hope that this covid shit gets sorted out really soon coz meri jawani aaise hi nikal jayegi ššš
Never Underestimate the Power of a Random act of Kindness
A few months ago, I finally built up the courage to leave my first job which I had grown to hate over the years. There were many reasons that contributed to why I left. I could probably write a few blog posts on just that topic. I will probably eventually touch up on that subject in more details.
Ā But for now, this is what I have reflected upon.
After my dad passed away I started having a lower tolerance for things that no longer served me. I didnāt care about mediocre things that didnāt help me grow.Ā Now there are two reasons for that; first is that, my depression and anxiety altered the way I perceived things and made me more easily agitated and second, I developed a sense of the fact that life is too short to tolerate things and not be happy. Although I felt attached to my job and a few coworkers whom I had worked with for years; I could notĀ justify anymore what the company was doing, how they were running things, how they were treating employees and ultimately I absolutely could not justify why I left work feeling like shit about myself every single shift. I was a good employee who was not being treated like her worth.Ā
I think the hardest part of me leaving that place was definitely all the customers that I had grown so comfortable with over the years. I definitely have my fair share of interesting stories with customers. But as I was working today I remembered this one customer. I remember it was about Christmas time last year and this middle-aged woman seemed very emotional and sensitive. She came with a friend seeming to be looking for specific items. Soon I found out she was actually shopping for clothes for her dadās funeral. I remember feeling like I didnāt know what to do for her. She talked briefly about her dad. I could sense her emotions were very raw and extremely sensitive. I remember reminding myself that the best thing I could do for her right now is mindfully be there for her. I walked around the counter and I asked her if she wanted a hug. I remember she got teary eyed and nodded her head. I quickly hugged her. At the time, I never dealt with such grief. I didnāt realize just how badly she needed that. I remember feeling her crying as she was hugging me and after she was clearly extremely grateful. To me, I didnāt feel like I had done anything special. But I didnāt realize about a month later, that exact same act would be greatly appreciated by me. I learned the great power of random act of kindness. My friends taught me what it means to be there for someone; and I learned the value of a strangerās kindness. My dadās family turned their backs on us. My mom, my sister and I felt like we only had each other, but in reality we had many friends and strangers to rely on. And that was the greatest support we couldāve received.Ā