As humans, we often, if not always, ask the question why. Why did this happen? Why should I do this? Why me? We spend so much time looking for reasons, trying to make sense of things that sometimes have no clear answers. But if the past few days have taught me anything, it’s that why doesn’t always matter as much as we think it does. I’ve come to realize that life unfolds in its own way, whether we want it to or not. We may have dreams and desires, but in the end, it is all his will. It is our ability to accept, adapt, and move forward that truly shapes our journey.

My grandmother, my dadi, is my greatest inspiration and the reason I’ve started to understand the meaning behind the question why. She had an endless curiosity and love for learning, and it didn’t matter who was teaching her, whether it was me, Papa, or Rajen Uncle, she was always open to knowledge. But what made her special was that she never questioned why things happened the way they did.

Most of us, when faced with a challenge or a difficult situation, instinctively ask: Why did this happen to me? Why now? Why like this? We ask why not out of curiosity, but because we don’t always get the answer we want. The truth is, the soul always answers, but it speaks in subtle ways—through signs, feelings, or moments that we can only recognize if we are truly present. Maybe that’s what Dadi understood all along. She didn’t need to ask why because she was already listening.

She didn’t waste time dwelling on why something had happened; instead, she focused on what she could do about it. If a problem came, her first thought wasn’t why—it was how can I fix this? How can I help? She always believed that there was a solution to every problem, and if there wasn’t, then the best thing to do was to accept it with grace. She trusted that life would work out in the end, even if she didn’t always understand how.

It has taken me a long time, longer than I’d like to admit, but I think I’m finally beginning to see the wisdom in her way of thinking. In today’s fast-moving digital world, we are always searching for more—more information, more answers, more certainty. We want to understand everything instantly. Dadi, too, loved to learn, but she was careful about what she gave her time and energy to. She didn’t waste time asking questions that didn’t need answers. Instead, she focused on the things that truly mattered.

I’ve come to realize that acceptance is a powerful thing, but true acceptance only comes with understanding. We do not always need to know why something has happened to understand it. There is subtle difference in knowing why and understanding why. Many people accept life as it is because they feel they have no other choice. But Dadi accepted life with open arms—not because she had given up or stopped caring, but because she understood something deeper. She knew that life is unpredictable, that we don’t always get the answers we want, and that sometimes, the best thing we can do is trust the journey.

She taught me so many lessons—maybe even more than I can fully understand right now. But I hope to follow in her footsteps, to learn from the way she lived, and to carry her wisdom with me. I know that we all have our own unique paths in life. Sometimes, our paths cross and intertwine, but in the end, each of us must walk our own journey even though we have the same destination and reach at different times.

Dadi’s journey was filled with kindness, wisdom, and strength. And if I can carry even a fraction of what she taught me into my own life, I know I will be better for it.