The Perceptionist.....

As a preface to this blog article, before you start reading and getting to know the purpose of what I have to share as I write this post, this post is like an auto-biographical account into how I went through the struggles that I had to undergo when coming to Goa, and how did I personally overcome all the challenges that it took for me to adjust to the place and of course the people all around. I do hope that you are left with some great insights that can be an inspiration to yourself and the people all around, and I also wish that you are left with a message that forms the cornerstone of who you are, as well as your existence.... Change. This was a word, which I really struggled to come to terms with myself and how I would go about with my day to day life. It is something that I really feared right from the time I was born, I attended school, spent all my life in UAE, and then moved to Goa for my higher studies. All through my life, I had gone through a lot of instances and situations...

It has been about weeks and months passed, the virtual classroom doors remain closed as the final end terms are almost coming to a closure and the monsoons have once again drawn in as the season has already begun, with heavy rain lashing to and fro in and around areas and places of Goa. An intolerable silence and anxiety fills the mind as the young adult lays there in the confinements of his house, waiting desperately and anxiously for the final exams to get over in hopes and aspirations to jumpstart into his dream career and ambitions that he has in mind to pursue in the near future. A cloud of endless thoughts and gruesome worries fill the entire atmosphere, compounded with the stillness and solitude of the otherwise quiet and peaceful village exacerbated with the ongoing pandemic and dire sufferings that have characterized the climate all over the state and in all parts of the world. There is this constant and nagging uncertainty that today leaves us youngsters filled with lot of do...