I like how you started with the "Shukar" you offered your dad. Perhaps true Shukar is not something we can fully repay with words. Maybe it is something we live.
In the way we carry forward the love we received.
In the way we honor those who shaped us.
In the way we remain humble before the gifts we did not earn, yet were given anyway.
And perhaps that is why “shukar” feels so vast despite being such a small word. Good luck with your writings. Keep it going.
Arsh, "New Beginnings" feels like a quiet companion for those learning to return to themselves gently.
What I appreciate most in your writing is the softness with which you approach growth and reflection. There is no pressure to become something else overnight. Only an invitation to pause, notice, and begin again with awareness.
Your words create space for both stillness and unfolding, and that is a rare gift.
This is beautifully written, Arsh.
I like how you started with the "Shukar" you offered your dad. Perhaps true Shukar is not something we can fully repay with words. Maybe it is something we live.
In the way we carry forward the love we received.
In the way we honor those who shaped us.
In the way we remain humble before the gifts we did not earn, yet were given anyway.
And perhaps that is why “shukar” feels so vast despite being such a small word. Good luck with your writings. Keep it going.
I love the way you describ -
remain humble before the gifts we did not earn, yet were given away.
Thank you
Arsh, "New Beginnings" feels like a quiet companion for those learning to return to themselves gently.
What I appreciate most in your writing is the softness with which you approach growth and reflection. There is no pressure to become something else overnight. Only an invitation to pause, notice, and begin again with awareness.
Your words create space for both stillness and unfolding, and that is a rare gift.
Thank you Bharat ji. I appreciate you!
Shukar is also “Grace”
I like that Barry!