Disclaimer: Enriched by ChatGPT, but soul is written and lived by me!
On 5th April 2025, I became 45 years old (Officially! my actual birthday is 17th Feb 1980). Sharing my life's experience about success.
We often measure success by titles, income, fame, or how “far ahead” we are in life’s race.
But somewhere along the way, many of us discover a quieter truth — that success isn’t always visible.
It’s not always rewarded.
And it’s rarely about just ourselves.
On 13th March 2002, I had a moment that changed me forever.
It felt like something divine whispered,
“What is life if you only live for yourself? Spread Unconditional Love!”
Since then, I’ve tried—imperfectly, humbly—to live with that in mind.
Not because I have power, or money, or influence to change the world. I don’t.
But because I believe even a small act done with love is far greater than a big act done for applause.
There were moments where I had to choose between ambition and compassion.
Like skipping an important meeting with a leader visiting from the U.S.—a meeting I had waited weeks for—because a friend needed to get to the hospital.
I knew I might not get another chance with that leader.
I still went to the hospital.
And I don't regret it.
There was a time my house help said she'd lost the money I gave her just a day before.
I gave it again. A small amount, but it mattered to her.
I simply said,
“Then the lost money was mine.”
Her eyes filled with tears.
Mine did too.
Once, I was driving home late from work when a stranded family asked for help.
I didn’t know if they were genuine.
But something told me they were.
I dropped them to the station, gave what I could.
Another time, I stopped at 11 p.m. to help a colleague surrounded by a crowd after a road accident.
We ended up at a police station till 2 a.m.
It wasn’t convenient.
But what is life, if not this?
“We can’t help everyone. But everyone can help someone.” – Ronald Reagan
I'm not here to boast.
In fact, most times, I can't help the way I wish I could.
I'm just someone who eats what my family cooks, travels however life allows, and learns whatever life teaches.
No fancy needs. No hunger for spotlight.
Just a quiet wish:
That someone, somewhere, breathes easier because I existed.
I moved from a megacity back to a small town to be with my parents.
I lost financial growth.
I lost a few “career milestones.”
But I gained 3.5 years with my father before he passed.
I gained peace.
I gained a sense of fulfillment no job title could offer.
At 45, I know many peers doing far better by society's standards.
But I’m at peace.
I still strive to grow, to learn, and to improve — not to compete, but to contribute.
“Don’t aim to be the best in the world. Aim to be the best for the world.”
Every day is a chance to try again — to be kind, to be useful, to be human.
If you're running a race in life and feel like you're behind, maybe you're actually ahead — just running a different race.
And if you've ever made a choice that felt right in your heart but "wrong" on your résumé —
Trust me, that’s the kind of decision you’ll be proud of forever.
