true ji. but right now I got the bad news my dad is having his drinking bouts again :/
he has it like once every 3 months. My mom has bore his nuisance for her lifetime, just for me and for sake of honor of her parents, and i myself have spent my childhood seeing the satan arose in him from time to time.
I am so sick of it. He will do this binge drinking once every 4 months or so !
I have sweared at him at times, once even slapped him. But I am now doing ardas for him and his business.
He has been the vessel through which vaheguru has blessed me in life .
I wish that vessel good health and prosperity.
Came to knew that idiot was about to fall to trip our truck from the bridge but god saved us ! coz he was inebriated.
Sometimes I hate this man to my guts, because I feel it might have perhaps been his drinking that sent my innocent, simpleton mother in a sense of depression while she was carrying me in the womb and screwed up the hormonal balance that ultimately led to my homosexuality (there was a research that stressed mother were likely to give birth to gay sons) . I hate this man so much sometimes I never felt a father connection with him. Fathers are usually the source of masculinity for their sons, but he subtly rejected me for my effeminacy .
I so hate him sometimes
but constraint myself by reminding that he's my father
and yes I will definitely keep 10% of my salary apart
I really feel good whenever I help someone needy.
hey and anyways 10% is not much TBH !
Now I don't wanna boast it, but some weeks back, I saw this man on sidewalk with a small girl . he was screaming out in tears for some food. Soon I felt like waheguru asking me to help him, brought some rice and dal from hotel but when I reached at his spot, I noticed he was already sleep, tried waking him up but he didn't, so just kept food next to him , hoping he will eat it when he wakes up. Other pack of food I gave it to homeless , street family.
I plan on donating clothes to beggar kids roaming naked