Ah. To be rejected

 Rejection is hard, probably the hardest part of life  From a program, from a loved one, from anything that seems to be of consequence. And then I wonder why that is. It feels super personal, like the world is conspiring against you, like you made all these mistakes and that its all your fault When rejection strikes, its important to identify these feelings. Its okay to grieve, its ok to feel lost and hopeless because whatever it is that you trying to achieve did hold value for you, so that makes sense.  But whats not ok is associating that with your self worth as a person  Take the loss. Learn from it. Move on in life. Be ok with being rejected, and hopefully one day success will come knocking.  Trying to make myself feel better, along with all of you cheers.  Muneeb
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The nights the trees whistled

About 10 years ago, I knocked on a door, but not before forcing a smile. It opened and I looked down to see a little girl with jet black hair, no more than 4 standing in the doorway just staring at me. Before I could say a word, she started speaking in fluent Punjabi, asking why I was there; was I there to give her Pizza? She had been waiting for her Pizza.

I instinctively started laughing, something I had been having trouble doing for a while 

My laughter triggered quick footsteps from within the house and a middle-aged gentleman came to the door. After glaring at the child he spoke to me in English, we exchanged the Pizza and the money. And as I turned to leave, the child pointed at me and said "Punjabi"

The gentleman looked at her and me and then asked me, in Punjabi, if I was Punjabi. I laughed and said I was, but not from where he was thinking. We ended up standing in the doorway for the next ten minutes, exchanging stories of hot summers and ceiling fans of unkempt gardens and the noise a Rickshaw makes, speaking candidly like we knew each other for years. 

He invited me in for tea, I declined saying I had to complete my shift. So instead he gave me some words of encouragement, told me he knew what it was like and he knew my parents would be proud if they could see how hard I was working 

I hadnt said a word about my troubles, maybe he could just see it on my face. I said nothing, thanked him and left

The trees were whistling around me, and it was chilly, but I walked away from that conversation feeling much warmer on the inside. I had needed that, Im sure even that man didn't understand how much it meant to me at the time because every now and then I think of that night and the kindness of a stranger

Be considerate to everyone around you, people remember how you make them feel, a random conversation you have with a stranger might be something they remember even decades later

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