Summing up 2023 and this BLOG

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Dear readers and friends from around the world, who may or may not visit this blog, I have come to a conclusion about my life and hereinafter. And that is to move away from public life altogether as well as from ‘life’ itself as it is normally perceived. This would be the final and concluding post in this blog. I will not take it down; it will remain, all my previous posts but no further posts or updates would be forthcoming, ever. This blog would remain as it is from now on, merely a testimony that such an individual as I indeed existed and had lived a jolly good life. This blog would no more be an indication of my still being alive (as I used to put up at least one post every six months or so to let people know I was still around). And I would be unreachable through all means of social media as well since I have decided to delink myself completely from the worldly world. Almost none of you will hear from me again. 

 

I have reached a crucial juncture in my life, where I have only two options: either to continue my life as it has been so far or undergo a complete changeover, which is to cut out all distractions from my life and focus on what is really important. And shutting this blog and retiring from social media and public life are the initial steps in that direction.

 

To get back to 2023, the year was a quiet one in terms of traveling, as I visited only 7 countries and did not go above 4000m. I did not cross the Atlantic, nor the Pacific or the Indian Ocean. Some significant people, who were significant to my life, took leave and I realized that they were a part of my past and the finest way to live in the moment is to let go of the past, hence I did. Only when we empty our cup of the old tea would there be space for new refreshing tea. I feel much lighter and relieved since. And I have absolutely no intention ever to go back into my past again.

 

All of 2023 has been a year of pruning, decluttering and simplifying my inner self. Like they say, before we cleanup our house, we need to clean up our inner self. I had been living in reverse order so far, my outward self was always clean and uncluttered, whereas my inner house had far too many cobwebs of human failings.

 

I won’t declare that I have found my path but I am certainly on the way and in this journey I need to be completely with myself. I disown everything. The journey ahead is mine and mine alone.

 

Over the last fifteen years within this blog, you all have accompanied me through adventures, human stories and funny parables across the globe and you might wonder if I have nothing more to say or share or write that I am now shutting it. I certainly have many more things to say but I realize that there’s no need or point of saying anything anymore. The world would neither be a better or worse place without me or my blog. It is simply my time to go and dissolve into oblivion, which is everyone’s final destiny anyway.

 

In conclusion I would like to express my immense gratitude to each one of you readers and followers, for showing me so much care and love and making my journeys exciting and memorable. I bid you all goodbye and from the very bottom of my heart, a really big thank you. I truly enjoyed the journey so far and am looking forward to what lies ahead in the years that I am left with. Be happy for me and let me be. Please do not come looking for me. I do not wish to be found.

 

C u all on top…

 

Satya

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