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When you see someone who keeps their emotions to themselves, and you see them struggling in life, don’t point that out to them.
Rather, be there for them even when they don’t ask it.
This one thing would make them feel seen. And that is all they need.
A colleague mentioned this term in a group, when he spoke about being away from his girlfriend.
Such word even exists?
Do people actually miss each other on being separate?
Isn’t love supposed to liberate you instead of give you anxiety?
Anyway, the only emotion I have, is gratitude – for going past such petty things.
That’s what I bless for my colleague as well. And everyone.
Sometimes I get happy with good things happening.
Sometimes I get upset with not-so-good things happening.
Don’t like this contingent part of mine.
Will get there soon. To be at ease.
I am, btw, at ease for most things that used to disturb me, and that’s an achievement.
You are a rockstar NG, and keep that up 🙂
…make sure you do not transmit that to others.
Be there for people, but don’t micromanage.
Be hard on them for adhering to timelines, yet be easy how they achieve it.
Teach them to be better people, but be their biggest protector when anyone external points a finger at them.
The balance of love and law.
Over time what made you cry, you begin to start looking forward to it.
Over time, what was difficult, you begin to find ease in it.
Over time, what you used to expect, you begin to find acceptance in lack of expectations met.
Over time, the money you used to dream of, you begin to be happy despite more of that money.
Over time, what used to make you happy, you begin to find happiness without it.
Over time, what used to make you angry, now makes you the most peaceful person.
Over time, as time changes, for good and only good, it changes us as well!
The reason for getting sad is never the real reason.
The loss.
The no.
The rejection.
The lack.
The “never”.
These are not the real reasons. They are just drapes to cover up the original reasons.
The real reason is we are crying for something deeper.
We believe we don’t matter.
We think that our work doesn’t make an impact.
Or our presence doesn’t make anyone happy.
Or that everything will be happy even if we left.
Or perhaps that there will never be a tomorrow.
That is the real thing that makes us sad.
Think through it about what made you sad recently.
The reason was one of these.
However, the truth of life is this:
YOU matter.
YOU are important.
YOUR work makes a difference.
YOUR absence would make things difficult.
YOU are needed.
This holds true irrespective of what ANYONE tells you.
Pause for a moment to read this.
Law of attraction says that if you are looking for a partner, keep the seat next to you empty.
Thus, I purposefully do NOT keep the seat next to me empty 🙂
Went to Bahari Sons (Saket) today. Masttt mazaa aa gaya. Bought 7 out of 20 books I picked.
This is the shopping from today. Ok bye 🙂
3 things that make me forget everything:
I don’t know if my work sitting in a remote silo is making difference in the world.
I have no idea if the people I care for actually care for me (so I could move on or continue lol)
But you know what…
Sometimes not knowing is super powerful.
Because it makes you do your own thing.
Doing your own thing without the influence of others, makes you more of your better self.
It is under that “better self” that you become stronger and okay with the fact that the world is not okay with you!
We all have variety of friends.
However, everyone has these common characteristics:
Very recently, my landlord Uncle and Aunty reduced the rent of my rented apartment.
After thanking them, I jokingly added: “I was, btw, expecting the rent to rise this year!”
“Beta actually we have let out other floors as well, and we’re charging them this lower rate only. So no point charging you a higher amount!”
I found it so cool. This new place is actually so cool bro!
Not just for the rent reduction.
Rather also because they played it honest, even though no one was seeing them.
If you really want to understand someone, see what they do when no one is watching.
PS: Other cool things they do:
1. Having a separate invertor for us tenants, whose electricity bill is attached to theirs
2. NO charges for water
3. Hiring a maid for me
4. Adding an additional (jaali waala) gate so that I can shut it and sleep in natural air.
5. Asking if I need some repairs – any time an electrician or a plumber comes.
Love love, to them! :))
There is certainly ONE cool kid around you.
The one wearing a high attitude.
The one whose WhatsApp messages everyone responds to.
Here’s the truth about those cool kids:
Here’s what you should bear in mind, whenever you come across these cool kids in whose company you don’t feel welcome:
The ones who make others suffer, are the ones who are suffering hugely inside.
Therapy is helping me.
I’m also getting broken into pieces.
But therapy is the glue that helps me fix them, instead of the cement that helps me conceal them. And that’s powreful.
Also, life is beautiful 🙂
I was listening to a spiritual song this morning, and its words stuck with me.
Here’s replicating it. Enjoy!
Chalte chalte, mujhe koi mil gaya hai, mujhe koi mil gaya hai
Mere saath chalte chalte
Wahi geeta bas gayi hai
Mera bhagya bante bante
Nayi duniya ban rahi hai
Shreemat par chalte chalte
Shreemat par chalte chalte
Chali gayi hai saari chinta, chintaaein chupke chupke
Ye jyoti jal gayi hai, ye jyoti jal rahi hai
Sab intezaam taiyaar, sukh dhaam nahi door
Experience this song here, and you will never be alone ever again.
A 20 year old kid asked me what life lessons I would want to download to her?
Here’s just 3 of them:
– Say yes to opportunities more often
– Say NO to people more often
– Never miss out on workouts, meditation and 20 mins of reading
Have a rocking decade (and life)!
Today I was talking to my therapist, and I don’t know how I spoke about two different sides of me:
The one is the kiddish side of me who wants to come out, and the other is the side that is expected to be mature.
And she said a line: “If people around us are not giving us that space, you better go take it.”
She also went on to tell a story, saying if you are sitting on a bench in a park, enjoying your view, and someone comes and sits next to you, what would you do?
“I’ll get up and leave!”
“Most people would shift a bit, then again shift a bit if they come closer, and over time, they would just fall of the bench. In the process, they also ruin their view. What if you just claim that view to be yours, that no one can take away?”
“I agree, I just get up and leave from such views, and keep wandering…”
OMG, she makes me speak such truths about myself that are so buried inside!
Now she has given me a task to be more spontaneous and less calculative during the week. Fingers crossed :))
The best meditators tell you that you do not need commentary to meditate.
I agree.
Except, when I don’t.
It is quite understandable that when your brain is performing at its best, it does not need commentary.
However, if it is surrounded by loads of noise (real and virtual) from outside, it is never wrong to pick up commentary.
As you gain mastery, the need for commentary reduces.
The goal of meditation is to calm your self, not to repeat the uncalm version during the time you had set apart for meditation.
Earlier this month my father completed 40 years of his shop.
He’s 67, and had already worked in multiple “jobs”, before “starting on his own”. Here’s a journey of his work, starting from age 6!
1. Worked for FREE in a bakery at the age of 6, used to get crushed powder of toasts as daily “stipend”
2. Worked at two general stores in later summer vacations at school.
He was so much into cleanliness that once the shop owner’s bag of cash fell off from a higher shelf!
Guess what, my father had such a repute of honesty that the shopkeeper never changed its place!
3. Worked at a readymade garments shop as he “grew up” 🙂
4. Worked at a crockery of a relative, created a huge repute and profit for them, however, later the relative had to sell it off due to financial crunch
5. Worked as a typist at the age of 18, at one of the reputed shops in our city
6. Got placed at a factory by his employer, where he almost died by sinking in a pit while riding his cycle back home, and “someone magically appeared from nowhere” and saved him! Yes, he and a friend went to search for cycle the next day and got it 🙂
7. He found refute that day at a nearby factory, which later hired him. That factory was JK Paper Mills. He was even hired by DCM, Waterworks, and all the factories but he was underage!
8. Along with working at JK, he opened his shop on 05 August 1981. Used to work there in the mornings and nights.
9. Quit his job in October 1982, while his kids were 3 and 4 respectively. Talk risk!!
10. When he started, his shop was in a narrow street. His Uncle, in 1983, suggested to buy one of the new shops coming up at the main road. He didn’t have the deposit money. The bakery shop owner, with whom my father used to work “for free”, lent him the advance deposit. Till date, our shop is exactly at the same place.
11. Not to mention, he also used to do “flipping” by getting socks, watches from Delhi and selling them in our home town in Kota. However, he felt he wasn’t playing it ethical by showing a low-quality item as shiny and that was unfair to customers’ money.
Last year, as I was freelancing, I had once suddenly lost a high-ticket client. One morning I was sitting in my room and thinking, I saw my father doing his prayer rituals as usual.
He was as tensionless, as free and as “let life come as it wants to” attitude on his face.
If 40 years of business could keep him tension free, I had no right to get tensed that day.
That day, my father gave me hope.
Today as I asked him this entire story, he gave me the power of resilience.
And every day, he gives me the power of love by getting apples / mangoes for me (instead of bakery stuff that both my parents love :D)
We are not the best of friends, but he accepts me when I’m doing a headstand in the middle of the room, and I accept him when he “turns on auto-download” of WhatsApp forwarded pics, and together, we all are imperfectly perfect!
Just as we should be 🙂