Pieces of the soul

Today my teeny tiny little cousin usama told me the principle for remembering how to spell the word "pieces" and never get it wrong.

"No "e" before "i" unless after a "c" "

Talk about awesome. We all met after a super long time. He's nearly a doctor. Goodness gracious 😊 and mashaAllah.

Every day this week has been like coming home. That's apart from the actual physical "coming home"☺

Meeting the whole family.. again and again... all my dadis... my chachas and chachis  and cousins and nieces (just used the usama principle here) and nephews. The amazing hugs (am thinking siddo here 😊) and the warmth and the love and the joy. MashaAllah.

And then there are my friends. The ones that wake up by 10am and join me for breakfast.. the ones that are ever ready to share a cup of tea...  the ones that  try to meet up even though their schedules are as full if not fuller than mine... and the benaam crew.

I'd forgotten the joy of friends. Of the simple joy of sitting in a pebbled parking lot and just guzzling cup after cup of elaichi chai while doubling over with laughter over 20 year old jokes that no one else would get ( or want to get 😂) in a million years.

I remember it now 😊 its joyous.

The thing with life is this. We come into this world with a certain soul. It the definition of who we are. But no one is born complete. We're all born with some pieces (thank u usama 😊 again) missing.  We just don't know it!

So as we glide through life, ignorant to our own incompleteness.. we are suddenly jolted out of our automode existence by a few special souls that cross our path. These souls could be anyone... but its what they become that's important.

When we make friends (the broader classification encompasses everyone we love that touched our souls in any way.. including family and cousins and ppl we went to school with and people you flew on planes with and people you came across in foreign lands and people you met in grocery stores.. the opportunities are endless)... we begin a journey of discovery.

This journey can last a few minutes.. or a few decades. But its objective is single minded. We're looking for the missing fragments of our souls. Some cultures limit the span of this journey using the term soul mate and converting it into solely a romantic endeavor. But that's incorrect.

Everytime you come across a beautiful soul that speaks to you... a soul that you want to keep a piece of for yourself forever... you've found a missing piece of yours in that person. You've found a joy that will transcend time and space... that will transcend gender, societal norms, decades of low frequency interaction, age, .... everything that can place limits on a human connection. This joy will rise above all, and permeate your being... forever!

You will always be surrounded by it. For the joy of feeling complete, even if its one fragment at a time, can not be superceded. And that's what this life is all about... completing our souls and helping  those that complete ours in completing theirs... together... forever...
And then rising to greater heights of self-discovery and becoming the wonderful, loving, nurturing beings we were destined to be and spreading our combined joy to the world at large through all the good we can create together.

But the primary condition for this phenomenon to successfully complete itself is for there to be no judgement or material expectation on both sides. The completion of the souls requires open hearts, open minds, and an adherence to honesty and integrity forevermore.

It sounds cheesy and mushy... but its the honest truth. I've known this truth for a while but was never truly able to articulate it.

So to make a long story short... all you beautiful special souls that are a part of mine... know that I love you for what you have brought and are bringing into my life. Thank you for completing me... thank you for the laughter... thank you for the joy... thank you for keeping me grounded (thats stating what y'all do quite politely)... thank you for being cute cuddly fluffy little happy beings even when you're not 😊..
 
Thank you for being you and loving me in spite of not wanting to 😂 thank you FOR giving a .... ahem... caring. Thank you for the nights of loud music blaring bon jovi in our cars... thank you for the shared movies and the dialogues we couldnt get enough of... thank you for never finishing all of your main course... thank you for sharing dessert... thank you for staring at the sky, counting stars on cold winter nights... thank you for midnight bday wishes..  and sharing joyous wedding celebrations... thank you for 3am karahis... and 4 am study sessions.. thank you for listening and laughing.. and crying and symphathizing... thank you making me feel not-lonely or alone... thank you for the hugs... thank you for the calls...

Thank you for sharing a piece of your soul that was also a piece of mine.... thank you for completing me.

Now all we have to do is quit being polite and just be honest and true to one another ... but thats never been an issue 😏 unfortunately lol...

Thank you all you silly people... I love you in my own wierd fars-like way... till when you reeeaaally piss me off 😇 heheheh..

Au revoir mon amis...