Client details
- Name: Chukku
- Age/Sex: 38 years/ F
- Profession: Model, Property Consultant, Activist, and (Aspiring Politician)
- Primary Language for Session: English
- VAK: 7/4/4 | Dominant sense: Kinaesthetic
- Eye Roll: 2/5 | Hypnosis Score: 9/10
- Breathing Pattern: Normal
- Theme: — Sadness
- Pain: Before 8 → After 3
- Belief in Subconscious: Yes
- Conducted on: 5nd, 6th and 7th November 2025
Present Concern & Goal:
Driven by feelings of emptiness, emotional fatigue, and a 9-year emotional numbness, Chukku seeks PLRT for insight, closure, and release. She aims to heal generational patterns, especially to model healthier love for her daughter, and to understand the ‘why’ behind her mother’s behavior before fully pursuing forgiveness.
Spiritual Journey & Guidance
- Initial exposure to PLRT during her modeling career.
- Spiritual shift from religious to spiritual via a Reiki practitioner.
- Sound healer advised forgiveness and inner-child work (specifically toward her mother) and highlighted blocked chakras.
Core Family Trauma & Upbringing:
- Grew up in a joint family (Kanpur, UP) with an absent IPS officer father (silence/abandonment) and a controlling, emotionally distant, physically abusive mother.
- Trauma sources: Mother’s alcoholism and long-term extramarital affair (since 7th grade).
- Internalized Belief: Love must be ‘earned’ through achievement and success; she felt unseen and unloved.
Trauma History:
- Endured chronic emotional, physical, and sexual abuse.
- Acute Trauma: Multiple sexual assaults in adolescence, including a pregnancy at 17. Her mother arranged an abortion, and subsequently paid the perpetrator to start a business and marry her daughter. These events cemented feelings of deep unworthiness and distrust.
Key Relationships:
- Mother/Sister: Strained; sister is seen as a reflection of the mother (jealousy, manipulation).
- Masi (Maternal Aunt): Emotional anchor, safe space, and central to her healing.
- Brother: Close support, shifted from a rival relationship.
- Sumit (First Relationship): Loving, safe, and formative emotional anchor; she wishes to revisit this relationship in regression.
Current Marital/Family Status:
- Marriage (Arranged, 2012): Used to escape family turmoil (abandoned Miss India selection). Husband is kind but emotionally distant. Marriage is cordial, characterized by quiet emotional detachment and an unspoken open arrangement; lacks intimacy.
- Daughter (8.5 years): Adored, seeking regression to avoid repeating maternal emotional patterns (after criticism of being “over-involved”).
- Professional/Coping Mechanism:
- Eighteen years of consistent, disciplined professional success across fields (competent but emotionally unfulfilling).
- Achievement served as a form of protection and validation.
- Currently seeking deeper purpose and alignment, feels detached from most colleagues.
Session Overview:
Session 1 (5th November, 2025, 11:30 PM - 2:45 PM )
Objective: Initial case history and assessment (Stages 1-8).
Process: Engaged in a thorough exploration of Chukku’s background, family and work dynamics, and the key issues she is currently facing.
Outcome: Developed a solid foundation for understanding Chukku’s emotional world and the core challenges she is navigating.
Theme: Sadness
Session 2 (5th November, 11:15 PM - 2:30 PM)
Objective: To explore happy memories, experiences of closure, reframing and focusing on stages 7–12 of the timeline.
Process: Induction, Dave Elman, Cosmic Awareness, Garden, Stairs, a guided recollection of positive life experiences, including in utero moments and the “before life” stage.
Outcome: Chukku skimmed through happy memories and simmered during closures and reframing, which automatically led her into a past life during the “before life” stage in Reframing.
Happy Memories
While Chukku was in the womb, she described feeling lost — as if she were searching for someone but couldn’t find them. Instead of floating in comfort, as babies usually do, she felt claustrophobic. She said she couldn’t feel the usual warmth of the womb, that it didn’t feel like the right place for her. She believed she should have been in Masi’s womb instead. She couldn’t feel the presence of her mother.
Reframing
Before entering the womb…
(Giggling with a pleasant face)
T: what comes to your awareness?
C: I see a small baby playing in a beautiful garden. There’s too much light.
I look so happy (continues giggling). I’m not stressed, playing Ring-a- round-the- roses.
I’m everyone’s favourite. They are running behind me.
T: Where are you?
C: In the mountains, up north. A village like Himachal or Ladakh. I don’t know anyone, but I feel a connect. Everyone looks ‘pahadi’. They are taking water from well, they are terrace farming. Everyone is wearing cold clothes.
T: Is it Winter?
C: Not winter but cold, but sun is out. Its a simple life.
There is this lady who is cooking for me in ‘chula’. My mother… These kids are my siblings.
T: How do you feel?
C: I have a sense of fulfillment. I’ve never seen them, but I feel a connect. The guy playing with me is my brother, five or six years old. He is irritating me just like the way he does.
T: Wonderful. What does your brother call you?
C: They call me Amba, I call him Chotu.
T: What language do you speak?
C: The language is similar to Punjabi.
There is a hut, no electricity… outside the hut is open area where we play and there is hand pump. I can clearly see the stars. It’s a full moon.
Some man is calling me to come inside the hut to eat food.
T: Do you know that man?
C: Looks like my father.
This lady looks like my mother. She’s good and nice here. She’s warm, she’s making food and giving to her kids. It’s a happy family. I’m happy. It’s a normal family, four siblings. The three of them are slightly distant from me. We play but not connected. They like me.
Where we stay is very beautiful. I can see mountains. This is the kind of life I love, away from city life and traffic.
T: Now I’m going to count from 1-5, at the count of 5, we will move to the next biggest or significant experience in that same lifetime.
T: What comes to your awareness?
C: I see someone’s marriage, people are there. It is near my home. The neighbour is taking care of me and giving me milk to drink. She doesn’t have kids. Her husband beats her. She’s Masi. She loves me a lot. She’s not leaving me alone. too much pyaar, unnecessary pyaar, ultra protective of me.
T: Is there anyone else you recognise?
C: I see my Nani. She’s young. I don’t know who she is, but everyone is dancing.
T: How old are you?
C: I’m five or six years old.
T: Now I’m going to count from 1-5, at the count of 5, we will move to the next biggest or significant experience in that same lifetime.
T: What comes to your awareness?
C: I’m drowning (uncomfortable body language and face)
T: Remember, this happened in the past and if still make you uncomfortable, you can float above and observe.
C: I was playing near the stream with my siblings and fell into the water.
T: How old are you?
C: Seven years old. Some man rescued…
This neighbour also did not know swimming. He was crying and screaming. One man heard and he ran and jumped and saved me…
C: I’m in my neighbour’s arms.
The man who jumped resembles Sumit; tall, dark and thin.
Neighbour is crying. She’s holding me and I’m unconscious. They are worried.
I don’t see my parents, only siblings. Neighbour is crying a lot.
T: Now let’s move to another significant event of your life, from the same lifetime. As I count from 1-5, slowly take yourself to the one that calls out to you.
C: My parents are fighting; they want me to get married. I am 15. I don’t want to get married…
Father slapped me. I feel horrible. My mother is helpless and crying…
I ran away to find some solace and peace and someone to talk to, into some jungle.
T: What do you find yourself doing now?
C: She’s cutting trees. She pacified me, the neighbour. She will not let me get married.
We sitting in the jungle. She listens to me even if I do not make sense.
She has loved me the most…They are searching for me.
C: The neighbour got beaten up by my Father. I hate men dominated society. He is not a bad man, but egoistic. He feels what he thinks is right. I can turn into a rebel.
We are crying on the road. It’s night. I’ve gone to her home. My mother is helpless.
Neighbour and mother said they won’t get me married.
T: That’s good to have people who are ready to fight for you.
T: Let us move ahead to the next significant time for the same lifetime as I count from 1-5.
C: I died at the age of twenty five. I hung myself. I am not able to say bye. Something really hurt me… broke me. (Trying really hard to figure the reason and mumbling).
I’m not the person to commit suicide. I trusted something and it cheated (confused and trying to remember).
It was a quick decision. I did it in anger. I’m in chudidar and I’m hung, I shouldn’t have.
My mother is crying.
T: As you pass from that life, you may float safely and gently above your body and above the life, going to that timeless place and placeless time where all things are revealed clearly in their fullness.
C: I’m not able to leave… (Still worried)
After two days my neighbor had sulfur and died. I was like her child.
I just hung myself in anger. I don’t see my father at all. My body is still hanging. I’m not able to leave, feeling guilty and emotional. I’m not able to say bye
T: Take deep breaths and take your time. Release all the heaviness you feel from that lifetime and say your goodbyes to your loved ones whenever you are ready.
Integration
C: Anger is not good. Value people and value you. Blood relationship is not very important. Not necessary. They will stand with you and love you unconditionally. We are wired to think if it is blood, they will support you.
Don’t take anything for granted; Time, love, friendship, relationship. Enjoy the things you have. We don’t see what we have, we always see what we don’t have and cry about it and make our life sad.
See the beautiful part or change the way you see things. Enjoy the simple things; time with family and meal with them…gives me happiness and contentment.
Spend time with people who love you, not money, success and show off. Ultimately it’s the people you love.
Even if there is one person who loves you, you are fortunate.
But people are not like that. They are selfish. Finding one person who loves you unconditionally is hard. If you get it, value it.
I feel some emptiness in my past life and it is still here. Despite having everything in life, maybe a romantic connection. I feel I can’t be anyone’s woman. I can’t be vulnerable to people. I always keep a strong side. I will not get any in next life also.
T:What makes you feel so?
C: They’ll use me. I don’t want to be used.
T: How can we avoid that?
C: If they don’t know me, they can’t use me.
T: Can there be an alternate way? Than being guarded?
C: I don’t know.
T: Would boundaries help?
C: I’m okay to live in that emptiness than getting into the game of setting boundaries.
T: How about trying a new way of looking at things? From a different perspective?
C: I hate men, guard myself.
She was happy and glowing, suddenly she changed and became a rebel and angry woman and frustrated and destroyed her life. She couldn’t take care of herself. She let people and their thoughts affect her so much that she did not enjoy her life. Should be a fighter. You don’t get everything in life. If there is emptiness, it’s ok. Look at the brighter side of life, train your brain to see the positives.
T: Do you relate with the girl you were in the past life?
C: I was like that in my teens. I have changed myself so much. I used to break my head on the wall for stupid reasons. I wanted love and attention but hurting myself wasn’t a good idea. I cut my hand for attention when he wasn’t talking to me.
Harming yourself is the wrong way. I never had patience and was always angry. I could relate to that part of teenager. I’m proud of the changes I’ve made.
T: That’s a wonderful transformation.
T: Now going back to looking at things from a different perspective.
Can we love without vulnerability?
C: No
T: So, can we try having strong boundaries? So, instead of being shut off or being taken advantage of, we can decide where something pauses or stops?..
That way we can love and not lose out to emptiness. That way we can give to our loved ones while taking care of ourselves first?
C: Hmm…Yes
(Chukku lingered on that thought).
T: Would you like to continue or liked to be emerged?
C: Emerge
Session 3 (6th November, 3:00 PM - 6:30 PM)
Objective: Past Life Regression (Stages 10-14).
Process: Dave Elman, Cosmic awareness, Stairs, Garden, Ancient temple
Outcome: The session helped Chukku gain a deeper understanding of certain behavioural patterns and how the meanings she attaches to past-experiences continues to influence her present life. It provided her with insight into areas she wishes to focus on and highlighted the aspects that require immediate attention in order to support a shift in her mind set.
T: What comes to your awareness?
C: Light… white light. too bright.
(Covering both the eyes with both the hands).
A large kingdom… I’m seeing it from top. I see people trading and laughing.
Massive pillar in between… beautiful drainage system. People are walking.
Kingdom is made of gold. People are taking their gold and living their routine life.
T: Where is this kingdom?
C: Somewhere like Egypt? Everything is made of gold and it is beautiful.
C: I’m still coming down passing that light… still in that light.
T: Take your time
C: Some people are running their shops. It’s an old old city, looks like Baghdad or Egypt.
T: What are they wearing?
C: They are wearing something like a sack. He is a shopkeeper. I’m working.
T: Do you know the shopkeeper or anyone around?
C: They all know me. They are familiar with me. It’s like a mohalla. I shop their vegetables here… Walking towards the pillar.
T: What draws you towards the pillar?
C: A lady. She’s dressed like a Roman woman. Wearing lot of gold… she knows me.
She’s in a chariot, and there is security guards around. She is coming close to me…
I’m also walking towards her…She is smiling.
T: Do you know the woman?
C: She’s my friend. She’s making me sit in the chariot. She’s laughing, and we’re talking.
I’m not dressed like her…I’m in normal clothes.
She looks like a Queen. I’m normal person. I’m wearing a brownish white dress. She is taking me with her… lots of people with weapons guarding her.
T: Where is she taking you?
C: Going to the Palace… but I’m hesitant to go with her. It’s a beautiful palace.
Big doors open, chariot is going in. I’m hesitant to laugh with her because she’s above me, but she laughs.
I can see her father. He looks like a King.
T: Does he look like anyone you know from this life?
C: Looks like my brother. He’s making me comfortable. It’s a big hall where he’s giving me so much of respect.
They are loving me so much. I’m the poor person. They are King and Queen, they’re giving me the love and respect. I don’t deserve. I don’t belong there. I’m not wearing nice clothes.
I don’t look tidy.
I see someone, she is not liking it. She’s standing on the top. The servants are giving me food. Her mother is not liking it. She doesn’t want her daughter to be friends with me.
My friend is in love with me. She doesn’t care. We are friends from long time.
T: How long have you known each other?
C: I am sixteen years now, we maybe know each from ten years.
Her mother is still staring at us. I’m still hesitant to eat or talk, but they are still welcoming.
T: Is this the first time you have gone to the palace?
C: Every time she meets me she treats me like this.
She wants to meet me every day but I don’t like to come to our house.
We are unequal, she is superior to me.
I feel she is showing off her money even though she loves me. Sometimes I feel like why am I not born in her place.
I don’t want to stay there. They want me to stay. I like her mother. She resembles my sister. She’s a negative person, the way she looks at me and taunts me. The way I look, my clothes.
T: Okay, now as I count from 1-5, let us move ahead in time, to another significant event from the same lifetime.
T: What comes to your awareness?
C: (Removes hands from her eyes).
Green… lots of trees are there. Someone is coming to meet me. I love him…
T: Who is it?
C: Sumit. I am between his arms and he is spinning me. He works at the palace. We are in love. So beautiful.
He has got food for me. He has made it.
He will not see me for six months.
T: What makes you say that?
C: Going for war. I’m scared, there’s a lot of emotions. He’s going to miss me. I’m crying I don’t want him to go. I can’t stop him. It’s his duty.
T: Maybe you can share with him, what his leaving brings up for you?
C: I’ve never seen him cry…I told him how I feel. I’m scared of losing him. He’s trying to go… He’s gone.
(crying)
C: I don’t have a Mother. I just live with my Father…
It’s a very bad house. I don’t have food to eat. He makes pots made of mud. He looks like my father now. He loves me. He’s cooking for me, pampering me. I don’t want to eat food. He’s making me eat food. I’m his princess.
He is very poor I don’t like poverty. I feel so helpless. People look down, don’t treat you with respect… like human.
You can’t get everything in life. It is difficult.
T: Is there anyone who supports you both?
C: My friend Anu, I don’t take her help… The Queen. She gives me good food, gold coins and clothes. I don’t take it.
I should earn it. I don’t want easy things. I can’t use her if she loves me so much. She is nice to me. That is more than enough. She loves me unconditionally.
I have a dog, he loves me. He wants my time but I don’t have food to give him. Sometimes he sleeps half stomach. He doesn’t complain. Resembles Masi.
(Heavy breathing, whispering something continuously). (Cannot understand).
T: What are you witnessing?
C: There is silence. It’s daytime, black clouds. They are coming back from the war. Something is wrong.
I don’t see him, He’s gone…I can’t see him now. (Facial expression of pain)
He will never come back. I have to take care of his mother.
T: Let’s slowly move towards another significant time of that same lifetime as I count from 1-5 and see how you feel.
T: How do you feel?
C: I look happy. I look old, 50-55yrs, but I’m not poor. I’m married to someone who works at a good designation in the palace and he loves me. I’m happy, I have to have respect.
I have two kids; fifteen and eighteen years. I’m happy and satisfied.
My Mother-in-Law is super nice to me. She’s making my hair and it’s a huge palace. She resembles Piku (daughter). She is treating me like her own daughter.
It’s a happy family, Father also stays with me, He’s no more shabby, he loves my kids.
No regrets, it’s all good. I can die peacefully now.
That friend keeps coming and chatting. She’s just next to my home.
This kingdom is so beautiful. This is what I wanted, and I got it. The right kind of love and relationship… we are settled. I’m content. Looks like a beautiful life.
I will meet my love in my next birth…
T: That looks like a wonderful life indeed.
Now as I count from 1-5, let’s move towards the last day of this beautiful and settled life, to the event that led to your death and its experience itself.
T: What do you see?
C: I see myself sitting in a chair like structure and I’m gone. I was 70-75yrs.
There is so much glow on my face. It’s a peaceful death. It’s like I achieved everything.
I did my puja, spend time with everyone and took an afternoon sleep. I was seeing the entire kingdom from the window. Felt satisfied, sat on the chair and just died.
I can see the spirit leaving my body…
Integration
C: I don’t want to be born poor, people don’t respect you.
Relationships are important. They bring the best out of you and give immense security, peace and happiness. I felt loved by everyone. Nobody treated me like sh*t, too much contentment.
I didn’t have any incomplete company desire. I never wanted to take birth after this life.
But there was only one desire… I wanted to meet this man. That’s why I took birth.
I wanted to get rid of taking birth.
It is so lovely to have people being there for you. Give you the love, time and attention in this life. I don’t give time to my husband and daughter.
I need to give priority to my daughter and husband over everything, she is vulnerable right now. She needs me.
Spending time with her making handmade cards with her (an incident expressed during history taking), taking her for dance class, holding her hand, listening to her stupid conversation. I was a good mother.
T: That sounds like a wonderful plan…
T: What would you do better for yourself?
C: Don’t take everything to your head, becomes very heavy. I take life very seriously. I think if I’m not there, nothing will work, but life goes on, irrespectively.
What is important is my husband, my daughter and dog and if they are happy (They adopted a 45days old pup and got him home just after the regression on day 2).
C: I will not change. I’m like this from so many lives, same personality. I am emotional, I hurt myself for people. I lave lot of anger, working on it, but still there. I’m not scared of anyone, it’s bad. You should be scared. Then, you won’t make blunder.
T: What is the harm in making a blunder?
C: People will judge you. They form a specific kind of impression of you. I don’t want anyone to have fake perception of me.
I’m extra careful because what I do can impact my daughter.
I become very protective of my image.
I perfect myself. I don’t drink, smoke or have multiple sex partners. I didn’t want to become like my mother and destroy the family.
T: Is smoking and drinking bad or losing control over it bad?
C: I’m scared…even if I want to take a sip that people will judge me. That I will become my mother.
T: You’ve mentioned how hard you have worked all your life to not be your mother. Here you are, leading a better life, having a family you wanted and achieving all the milestones you only dreamt of, over a decade ago. The changes you have made, your willingness, your resilience, your evolving mindset and wisdom gained from it has made you a better person and a better mother.
Now again, it’s time to let go of the fear and pain and carry the wisdom gained through all those experiences and bring into life a new perspective that can help you live this life fully and healthily. You are the master of your life and have full control over your choices and limits.
Every time you feel conflicted, ask yourself, ‘Am I responding from fear and pain or from the wisdom gained from my experiences’. Let this be your guidance.
T: Receiving love and care is as important as giving it. Keeping the boundaries intact, let your heart be vulnerable with those you love so you can receive and feel the warmth of love and relationships without the fear of being used.
You are capable of all that you desire to have; love, care, peace, healthy relationships and a beautiful home. You just have to let it in…
T: Would you like to continue or emerge?
C: Emerge
Session 4 (7th November, 2:40 PM - 4:30 PM)
Objective: Past life regression (Stages 10-14).
Process: Dave Elman, Cosmic awareness, Stairs, Garden and Affect bridge
Outcome: The session helped Chukku recognize her enduring love and longing for Sumit, and how these feelings continue to influence her present life.
T: What comes to your awareness?
C: Sea…
I have two plaits.
T: How old are you?
C: I’m 5 years old… wearing half saree, anklets and bangles.
T: What are you doing?
C: I’m writing something, studying.
I am waiting for someone anxiously. Mom is telling me to study first…
It’s a nice house…I see banana plants.
T: Whom are you waiting for?
C: I’m waiting for my Father…
Ajji is in the house, it’s Reena. I’m waiting for sweets. My Dad gets it every day. I like some banana sweet.
T: What is your name?
C: I’m Kirthi… my father is coming. He got gajra from mom and I jumped on him. (Big smile throughout)
He has a jewellery shop. He wants to eat fish. Mom is making, and she’s scolding him for coming late… I’m still in his arms. He’s laughing. I don’t want to come down.
Father is Sumit. He is smiling and I don’t want to come down.
He’s wearing lungi (smiling), ajji is shouting, asking me to get down. He has to eat…
I want to go out with him.
He is holding my hand and walking and chit chatting.
T: Are you heading to some place particular?
C: Evening walk, he’s pampering me. Putting hand on my head and rubbing it.
It’s time to go back home…
T: Who says?
C: Father says (in a childish tone). I like to spend time with my father.
He makes me feel safe.
I sleep between Amma and Papa and I hug him, not Amma. He loves me so much. I feel protected when he is around… Lets me do what I want and buys me things.
He remembers my favourite sweet. He fights with Ajjji and Amma for me when they say study all the time. He says she’s my daughter. She will be successful.
I’m proud of my father. He pampers me so much…
I feel so comfortable sleeping in between them. They make me feel so protected.
It’s hot and humid here (running hands on the neck and fidgeting). The sun is very, very hot.
T: Where are you?
C: Mangalore. I have come for an event. I’m 14 or 15 years old. Come to play kabaddi. So hot and thirsty.
T: Wonderful. Who is with you?
C: My dad has also come. I aim to go for nationals. I’m in shorts and t-shirt and shoes.
T: When is the match?
C: Today is the match, in 15 minutes. This is my passion. I want to be a sports person and my father wants me to achieve this. So, he supports me… Amma and Ajji are not happy because they want me to stay at home, cook and study.
Girls don’t play sports, they believe. He shuts them up.
My father says my daughter is the best. The game is going to start.
I like this smile on his face. He is already proud of me.
He has supported and motivated me. I love him.
He always fights the relatives for me. He’s a very bold man.
(Warming up wrists) I’m warming up for the game.
Dad kissed my forehead (smiling). I’m ready for playing.
He shouts the loudest. (Smiles) He is sitting there and cheering me.
Fathers have to be like this. They should give time to their children. My team won, I jumped, and he’s jumping around. He has put me in his arms and lifting me up. Now he will tell Amma and Ajji that we won, and I should go for finals.
He is taking me to my favourite sweets shop. Something made of banana. You keep chewing for a long time. That’s my favourite.
T: What a lovely moment to cherish…
Now as I count from 1-5, let’s move to another significant event of the same life time.
T: What comes to your awareness?
C: I’m wearing a chudidar in college. I’m bunking college to meet someone…
I look stressed… walking towards some beach. Someone is coming, lots of coconut trees.
T: Who do you see?
C: I see some guy, I don’t know him. He’s coming towards me.
He’s late because he had some work at home.
(Mumbling something in dismay, and saying bak)
My father will kill me no, no, no
T: What are you experiencing?
C: I’m telling him I can’t marry him. He’s my boyfriend. His name is Faiz.
My father will kill me if he gets to know, he will kill me…
He wants me to talk to my family. I’m scared of my father. I can’t marry him.
My father will get hurt. I can’t marry him, he’s Muslim. We are Brahmins, we are Tulu Brahmins. I can’t marry him. He left telling me to talk to my father. (Mumbling again)
T: What are you doing?
C: I am sitting there until evening, scared and nervous to go back to my home.
Everyone is worried about where I am.
I see Dad waiting for me at home. They ask why I am late. I didn’t say anything. My head is down, he knows something is wrong. Says, let’s talk in private, not in front of Ajji and Amma.
I told him, he’s crying. He’s just crying. I feel torn between two people.
I’m confused. We sleep hugging each other, no conversation.
T: Okay, as I count from 1-5, let’s move ahead in time to another significant event from the same life time.
T: What comes to your awareness?
C: I am pregnant, I feel good. I’m with Faiz.
He’s ok, not very good person. I don’t feel the love like I used to feel with my Father. I feel caged. My Father doesn’t speak to me and I can’t show my feelings to anyone other than him. I am bottling emotions, no one to hear.
I have to wear burka and do namaz. I have to prepare biryani, my life is destroyed.
I cheated on my father.
I ran away and got married. Life is not good. I can’t play anymore. My Father will never talk to me. He doesn’t want to see my face.
I just lost the most lovable person of my life. I feel empty, hollow, guilty, sorrow, mistake, regret. My father loved me the most.
This guy is not bothered, just a normal man. My Father loved me like a princess and fought for me. He can’t fight his people or community, asshole.
From a national level champion, my life has come to wearing a burka and bearing kids.
My Father wanted me to achieve my dreams. This man doesn’t even know what my dreams are, did a mistake.
Father will never talk. He hates me and ignores me like I don’t exist.
Even if I die he won’t talk.
Pain ( holding stomach and rolling on the side) died at childbirth.
White clouds… I’m still thinking…
Integration
Never take anyone’s love for granted. It takes a lot of effort to love someone. Don’t hurt them.
We take people for granted. We think they will continue loving us, which they do, but not in the same way. The purest form of love is parents love. Entire life gone because I didn’t listen or respect them; their love and trust.
I didn’t believe in my dreams, religion. In anything…
Self belief is so important. No one else can make your life happy. It’s you.
He never spoke to me in so many lives just because he was so angry at me.
(Present life relevance)
He is still like that. I didn’t listen to him and then he didn’t speak to me for twenty years.
In this life also I take people for granted, who love me. I unintentionally hurt them.
I do more things for new people than those who love me because I take them for granted.
I’ll be more aware to express and value their love. Give time and speak to them.
I want to hold her hand, she was so sad. She craved for her father’s love, and she just died.
T: Take your time and talk to her.
C: She is crying, has lots of regrets.
T: I understand
C: I want to emerge.
we must be grateful for the love and care 
