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When parents force their grown up kids to do something, kids feel pressured.
When kids finally take their plunge, they feel guilty.
And I want you to know – in either situations, do what is right. It never goes out of style. When you do that, you don’t need to feel guilty. Do your best. And then trust yourself.
Chinta na kar.
Ye pal bhi beet jayega.
Wo aansuon ki dhaara
Wo samay ka ishara
Wo beparwah awara
Ye pal bhi beet jayega
Khud pe bharosa rakh ke to dekh
Apni baatein khud se kar ke to dekh
Khushi ko apna banaa ke to dekh
Khushi bhi teri mohtaj ban jayegi
Aur ye pal bhi beet jayega
Wo apne jo paraaye ho gaye
Wo paraaye jo kabhi apne the hi nahi
Wo kisse jo puraane ho gaye
Wo hisse jo kabhi apne the hi nahi
In begaani si baaton me
Tujhe khud ka sahara mil jayega
Chinta na kar
Ye pal bhi beet jayega
Wo toote sapne
Wo jhoothe vaade
Wo dard bhare din
Wo sooni raatein
Sabko intezaar hai to sirf ek baat ka
Ki tu kab
Beete hue kal ko chhorkar
Aane waale pal ke geet gayega
Chinta na kar
Ye pal bhi beet jayega
Wo tera khushi se jhoom uthna
Wo khud par vishwas mein pahaad ulta dena
Na duniya ki chinta
Na apno ka dar
Kuch tere paas tha
To wo tha junoon har pahar
Ye khoya khoya samay bhi vapas jayega
Chinta na kar
Ye pal bhi beet jayega
Ye pal bhi beet jayega
Ye pal bhi beet jayega
This morning I had slept again after meditating.
In that sleep, I witnessed two dreams in one. The weird part is, for the first time I remember such a weird dream.
One was from the first guy I (perhaps) loved. I received WhatsApp messages from him dropping me three locations where I would have to “meet” him later during the day. Of course I ignored those messages.
Later when I reflected, it dawned to me that this was the essence of our so-called love: “Meeting” as per his convenience and then becoming absolute strangers.
Another one was from a school friend. In fact, we were never friends in school. Very late, almost 2-3 years ago we connected on Facebook and became sort-of friends. But then he vanished all of a sudden. I was never told why or how, nor was any conversation brought in. He tried bringing his “forwarded messages” into my inbox quite recently but now I was unsure.
It was just friendship from my end. And his as well. But somewhere I always felt he needed something from me. Can’t point out exactly. But there was something. In the dream as well, he took my iPhone from me for making a call and as I moved around a bit, he had already lent my phone to a careless friend of his, who was just playing around with it. It was in a moment of luck that I saw his friend and got my phone back.
That’s it! These were the two dreams. I don’t know what they mean. Except that I do. Here’s what they mean:
That was it! Weird dreams that I weirdly remembered. Perhaps so that I could finally forget them!
Since I was burning with fever yesterday, the rice I prepared day before yesterday was used yesterday as well.
Used it as fried rice for lunch and dal rice for dinner.
The dal was freshly prepared, and the rice were cold. So when I poured hot burning dal on rice, the mixture still seemed sort of cold.
It made me think – as to how much power does being “chilled out” have. No matter how hot (or angry) someone else is, when you are chilled out, anything that comes in your contact also gets chilled out.
Would you want to give this a try?
I am burning with fever. Something that disappears sharp at 9:30 pm daily and comes back at 11:30 am again. Wow!
Yes, I have tested negative.
However, here’s what I am doing:
Why, you ask?
Because what we spend time with is what encircles our thought process. Thus, it always helps to stay distracted.
That said, I am not jumping around and walking very fast as I do usually. However, I am still not married to the bed and moving around. And that’s precious.
Also, if you understand this part, it is priceless: The disease is in the body. “I” am always untouched.
These days you are learning a lot about my meditation retreat experiences. You’ll have them coming more, for the coming few days.
So while on that retreat, I happened to meet an influencer who stays there in the ashram. And when I went to meet him in his office (that was adjacent to the room he stayed in), I was stunned by what I saw!
While the ashram is big, I had thought his room as well to be one.
But that’s what his room was a reminder of: giving, sacrifice and living as who you are – not as what you want to show.
And meeting him was indeed a wonderful experience 🙂
The ones who have this question are the ones who do not control one thing that they can – habits!
If you are learning relentlessly, if you are meditating daily, if you are doing the hard work of letting go, you can never get to have this question.
Read the last line again.
I am retreating in an ashram these days.
Of all things, one of the most epic ones is the food here. Very simple. Every meal has 4-7 items, and those are the basic Indian food. The best in the world. Tastier than anything I have eaten.
Today I met someone who said that she is eating protein bar and granola because her stomach is not well.
I feel really sorry for her. For two things:
– Relying on “packed food” to make her “healthy”
– Not understanding the vibes of food cooked in an ashram.
This is precisely most people are unhealthy and unhappy.
I want you to read the last line again.
I am someone who is very flexible with their team.
I am someone who never mistrusts my family.
I am someone who doesn’t judge others.
Whenever we are trying to prove ourselves, it is because that part is wrong.
Look at this wonderful line I read in a book: “The one who tries to prove, tries to win the battle, and that one could never ever win.”
Let your actions speak louder than any words could do justice to.
This afternoon, my sister was sitting sad and lost.
When I asked her multiple times, she still didn’t respond.
My 3 yo nephew or her son, who was in her lap, I turned to him.
Told him, “Tell you Mom to smile.”
Do you know what he responded?
“I want watermelon!”
Wow. So cute. That is the level I want to get to in my life.
Here’s something I learnt from him:
So, my question to you is: Do you want watermelon?
Each morning as I walk or drive for around ten minutes to go to my meditation class, there are countless stories to witness on the street.
Here’s the two I witnessed today:
That said, there is a third story as well – story of you and I – walking on the roads, streets, malls, etc.
We get the stories that we see. And we become them.
The question is: What do we see?
Have you tried drinking plain cold milk? Without sugar or chocolate?
If yes, you know it has a calming effect.
Alternatively, if we drink warm milk without sugar, it is kind of weird. We need to add sugar to make it a bit better.
That is how life is. When we are chilled out, we are sweet naturally. When we are hot or angry, we have to make efforts to get sweetness.
We decide, which milk to be.
It is said that people blame their parents for their less than normal childhood.
That isn’t true.
They are just trying to understand how our immediate environment shapes our lives. And then take the charge to change it. And that’s precious.
Love is like a plant, it is supposed to blossom.
In the initial years, it requires a lot of care to grow. If we are careful about that for at least a decade, it will automatically nurture itself later. Then it would become the strong tree, that gives shade and does not require much of nurturing.
But if we don’t nurture it in the start, it does wither. And slowly goes away.
Coming to the question: Does love die? Of course it does. When we don’t nurture the first few years with care and trust, be it in any relationship, nothing is left. If it is a relationship we cannot run away from, such as family, we learn to accept them – but there is hardly any connection. If there is a relationship that we can go away from – a partner, friend, business relationship – the best we could do for them is bless them!
Love, btw, begins with yourself. But that’s for another day.
1. Think in questions.
2. Don’t send that email.
3. Surround yourself with the right books.
4. Workouts are therapy.
5. Dance, baby!
We don’t go from eating junk to eating healthy.
We go from finding solace in food to finding solace in inner powers.
We don’t transform from an angry teenager to a calm one easily.
We go from using energy on others to using it on our own senses.
We don’t go from being fat to think.
We go to changing the stories in our head.
We don’t become a morning person one day all of a sudden.
We become one when we die in the morning despite working whole night.
It turns out, transformation does not mean having a change.
Transformation means using the old habit to become a new one.
Use the bad to become the good.
Nine years ago, in 2011, my elder sister was getting married.
I was twenty at the time. And I hated marriage. (I still do :D)
A day before marriage, our aunt (masi) brought her a bowl of hand-pounded halwa. It was basically made of roti crushed through hand, along with sugar and loads of ghee. The purpose was to make sure that the bride remains strong and healthy while going through the wedding ceremonies.
As my sister was having it, my masi and I were sitting next to her. This sweet preparation was also to be eaten by someone who was to get married next. And I clearly wasn’t the one, given my age as well as worldviews.
Still I ate that yummy thing. It was so delicious, and I was going through her wedding tiredness more than her 🙂
But of course, eating that preparation didn’t end up getting me married, as it is believed to be so.
Several years later on my cousin’s marriage, I was purposefully given that preparation so I got married. I had that dry-fruits and sweet-filled preparation happily, enjoyed it and forgot about it.
The best part is, I am still unmarried. Not as a “side-effect” of those sweet-preparations (lol), rather out of choice.
How can a life decision be dependent on eating something?
This helps to understand, that the next time we are given a belief that is going on for long, it pays to not believe it. While still making the best of it 🙂
I recently conducted an AMA on Instagram about the best thing that had happened to people in 2021 so far.
The responses were surprising.
While I had expected people to say things like got a new job, promotion, etc., most responses went with:
1. Started prioritising myself.
2. Taking care of what I want.
3. Took up yoga to for myself.
4. Moved to a new city.
5. Learnt to live on my own.
And so on and so forth.
Loved it! When people take care of themselves, they are able to take care of others more. Which isn’t true vice versa.
Looking forward to having more of them and seeing people get more powerful.
“As a Man Thinketh” by James Allen This is one of the tiniest books I’ve ever read, containing just 56 pages, however, each time I pick it up, I get a new direction to my thought. Here’s sharing the 18 timeless lessons from the book:
The book is easy to read, and needs to be read over and over again. If you could do yourself and your life a favour, get one here, today, PLEASE!
And when you’ve read it, reach out to me to let me know which one line are you going to take with yourself as a reminder. I’d look forward 🙂
Creativity is a weird companion.
Exactly 24 hours back, I was bursting with ideas to write blogs on.
Right now, I don’t know what to write.
Seems like creativity has been infidel to me and left me. Except that isn’t. Because creativity is a process. If you show up, it always does.
If you are reading this blog post till here, you know that creativity has kept up. Because I kept my promise of writing this post.
Creativity is always loyal. If we are.