2k17 has officially hit you and me in the face. And we are glad. 2016 was a long haul and many of our definitions for last straws were tested. All I wish for 2k17 is: not me to be a billionaire or be popular. But only for me to be happy. For every bat in the belfry to fly away, away and never look back. Because we all are Orpheus taking back Eurydice.
Most of all, I wish you a bountiful package of self love that must have arrived today by overnight delivery. Just that it doesn’t work like that. I want you to radically love yourself. To love God’s gift of a body and cherish it. Be tender, please. Overnight delivery option isn’t available here. But your wish has been shipped. I can assure you that.
I wish you wisdom.
I wish Syria and Aleppo freedom.
I wish good books on your shelf and clean food in your larder.
I wish that the- Re in frigerator
Re in bound
Re in new
May all those Re’s make for you:-
Because I know you will jump right back on the horse who has lost his way in the forest of you. So look in yourself.
I am a big positivity junkie. I preach it like I get paid for it. Hence, I have my eye out for everything that radiates positivity.
What is positivity? Positivity for me is a certain vibration I feel in the base of my gut. That feel-good thing. Like when I am walking and reflecting upon everything that has happened lately and I have the sudden urge to smile. Now that is what I call positivity.
Positivity is everywhere around you. You just have to open your eyes. Like for an instance, today I crashed into Dunkin’ Donuts for a refuel after a long wander session in the mall and discovered, much to my delight that I was surrounded by these vibes that created the vibration in my gut in the form of quotes and self affirmation all over the wall. I relished it alongside my donut and coffee. Continue reading “Positive Vibes Sprinkled on Donuts”→
Ever felt like you might suffocate if you ever stayed in your present state for even a moment extra?
I have stopped posting much because I am going through that phase every student goes through some time or the other : To listen to the worldly chatter of the mind or follow your heart’s desire? It is an excruciating impulse, to be honest.
So what to do with it? What I did with it was make peace with it and find a way to soothe it in daily life. I am going for long walks alone and that helps, really. Nothing better than fresh air to stop you from running away (from responsibility). Continue reading “What to do with your travel Impulse?”→
The sun is going down. The sky is pink with a rosy hue and a hint of blue (hey! That rhymed). The rustle of leaves is incredibly meditative. And what are you thinking then?
“Oh! How will I ever pass in Math test? It is impossible!”
“I think he likes me. Or maybe not. There are way prettier girls in the school. Uh-uh , no chance girl.”
“Will I ever be successful?” (The billion dollar question that we queer creature have a tendency to ponder over instead of working out a plan. Why are we so weird?)
Did you just saw yourself doing that? I bet you did (Or maybe not, don’t comment that I lost the bet! ;))
The prejudiced future and the past with your wounded pride haunts your beautiful present. It seems very movie like to be experiencing the sunset for what it is, but trust me, the movies were based on characters that were human and you are allowed to relate if you’re even remotely human (wink).
I sit here , on my rooftop , with my laptop and I give you three ways to attain inner peace irrespective of your present condition. And yes, the sunset that I described (The one which rhymed) has imprinted itself in my mind as I saw it some 12 minutes ago.
Here we go, let the adventure begin!
1. Don’t bite off more than you could chew.
One day, if ever zombie apocalypse happens and you become one of them, remember my advice. DO NOT bite of my head, it is more than you could chew.
Getting back to the topic (I am so ADHD). Imagine Tom playing Tom , Jerry and also the lady (His mistress) whose head you could never see. Would you have watched it?
Your mind is a condescending know-it-all and rules over your heart (Who is the clichéd poor peasant subject). It thinks that it can do all the things known to man’s consciousness. It is basically Hermione Granger of your body system. But unlike her, it fails. It fails epically every time it takes it upon itself to be a master multitasker. But no, it is not of human nature to multitask more than a few trivial things.
So the first step is to shush your stupid mind (No offense) and concentrate at the task at hand. If you are doing your homework , then complete it and take a bite sized time to daydream about your favorite celebrity crush later. You never know, you might even enjoy it. If you are watching the beautiful sunset , do not think about the cool hoodie you bought last week and how awesome you would look in it at school. Just take in the sunset. Absorb the rays and calm your mind. Believe me, sunset have an incredible power to sooth your pain.
For once, let your heart take over (Daydreaming about your celebrity crush is your mind’s handiwork , not your heart).
2. DON’T Think About what you could have been if……
The most fundamental habit of a human being of the good ol’ 21st century is thinking how things or circumstances could have been if not for _______(The blank is your’s to fill).
I will give you some common examples:-
“If only I was a size S…………”
“If only my grades were better…………”
“If only my teacher didn’t hate me………..”
“If only I had an iPhone………….”
“If only I had six packs…………”
I think those examples are enough to last you a century.
Moving on, living this way is not living at all. Don’t think about what you could have been and be grateful about who you are and what you have…….. (Alive and being well off enough to access the internet)
3. Don’t dwell on Your Deepest Fears.
J.K. Rowling once said, “My deepest fears were realized. I was FREE. All I had now was a beautiful daughter, a typewriter and an amazing idea.” If this legendary women had dwelled on how ungodly her circumstances were, then there would have been no Hermione Grange metaphor up there.
Your deepest fear is nothing but a distilled anticipation of embarrassment fabricated by your wretched mind. Your mind is a great storyteller (Read This ). Do not listen to it’s absurd stories. Just live on. Do not pay pay heed to what your mind says. What stories it tells you irrespective of how often and how persuasively.
Let go of the past. Stop anticipating the future.
Just live on and cling to the present.
Look out of the window for once. Maybe you are missing an amazing sunset right at the very moment.
We all have heard the term some or the other day called ‘writing block’, especially if you are an aspiring writer. Now, if we could apply the gist of this term for other aspects like for an instance……(wait for it) ……LIFE ITSELF, then you might be put through a torturous process called ‘over -pondering. It was just today that this revelation hit me. When I say revelation, I do not mean some weirdo spoke to me through a spiritual connection or whatever. I mean that the idea surfaced right from inside me. Or more like bubbled up in the sea of boring quadratic equations (In maths class, as usual) like a beautiful mermaid.
Life block. A condition a person diagnosed with the fatal disease of ‘routine’ might be suffering from due to utter mundanity. It feels as if you are color blind. All the colors of your life are as it is but you just can’t see ’em. Why? If you may ask me, because you are not abled enough to look. Your vision is shrouded with a lethal hue of regularity. In contrary to the common belief,regular is not always good. It has the ability to kill your creativity. So I guess that ‘The Life block’ is an condition of vision impairment instead of a mental disorder.
Have you ever felt as if you are stuck in a never ending cycle of routine? Getting up everyday at the same time. Drinking coffee/tea from the same mug ,at the same time and the with same brand of croissants. Going to school/college/office from the same transport. I have been there too. Really sucks the life right out of you. It feels as if this can never end. As if the new dawn is never coming. But in reality, it seems so long because you wait for it.
“Life happens outside your comfort zone.”
The life block hits you when you never ever leave your pretty backyard to wander in the park at ungodly hours of the day. Life block doesn’t happen to you, you inflict it upon yourself. It is the same way as adventure won’t hit you unless you stand in it’s way. Try sometimes drinking coffee in that special cup saved for occasions that has never known how coffee or tea or any drinkable beverage that is not rinsing water feels. Try walking or taking the bike to the school. You make the routine and in the same way ‘you’ can break it. Routine is parasitic (Not all , of course. Don’t tell you mum that I told you that brushing your teeth twice a day is parasitic!)It kills you in a way you don’t realize. Slowly and with judicious care so as to not go too overboard with the act that it plays.
Leave your comfort zone. Leave the horrifying couch and get out for once. Meet new people , taste new things, go new places (traveling isn’t the only way to do it. Just take a look around). This is where the magic happens.Life will start happening to you but for that ,your adventurous self, the wanderer in you first needs to start happening to the now-you.
The other day I googled the meaning of wanderlust (I google every aspect of human knowledge).
Wanderlust- a strong desire to travel.
Is it really? Just travel, it sure gave me a fit of hysteria because it just means so much more to me.
Wanderlust is what makes me daydream about climbing mountains in maths class. It is that thing which makes me check time in NYC, London, Tokyo and Moscow for no reason at all (Anyone?) and fake being on an adventure while riding a bicycle.
But just like everything else, it has an upside. Lack of motivation is something that we all suffer, especially those who are usually driven ( As they notice it as an absence of something). So I keep my bucket list at my beck and call and get ready to take over the world at all time, especially mornings. Mornings are those peak times when you can get your motivation at it’s peak without much effort. When you look at pictures of places you wanna go, when you kiss your phone in order to show affection to your wallpaper (Busted!), it indicates your strong travel spirit fighting it’s way out . Your wanderlust is an indication that you are not satisfied ( In a good way) about your current situation, your current location even. So what do we wander species do at such hard times?
Channel it? When channeled in the right direction ,wanderlust can prove handy.
Let me tell y’all how I do it.
A wallpaper related to places I wanna go to. Or maybe a thumbnail in a printed form of that beach in bora-bora and travel books in your bags is all the drive and motivation you need. However, you also require the common sense ( which many lack, but not you , of course) to know that just dreaming about going places isn’t going to take you places. So using that wanderlust nag in the gut to drive you and knowing that doing a certain thing will take you ‘there’ directly or indirectly is the perfect reminder and also motivation in it’s purest form.
I allow my wanderlust to manifest itself in my choice for wallpapers (We will get there). It is in my choice of t-shirts, in my speech and vocab and of course in every goal I set. For example:-
“Complete this maths exercise and you will be one step closer to your dream travel job”(In a tone of self affirmation which ends with a sigh of cocktail emotions)
Just the other day, I was riding the shotgun with my Dad. It was a long ride. The sun shone brightly.The clouds hung low.I loved the smell of the oncoming rain. The entire situation fit in somewhat an ideal way right in the box. This was the very reason it caught my attention. I have a knack for noticing inside the box things and clichéd situations and your regular supermarket deja vu without wanting to. Coming back, the sun had just somewhat dipped near the horizon and as I sat there , swaying to the music and daydreaming about a cup of coffee, it hit me.
Our eyes are open for the most of the time but are they really? In a day, that is 24hrs , do we realize how much we are missing? It was only when I switched off my iPod and ACTUALLY looked out of the windows, I saw sights that have imprinted themselves in my memory forever.
A really poor maiden , with her hairs in tangles and her clothes in tatters wore a wide smile and I swear to God, she looked better than any stick-thin supermodel in Bahamas. She galloped to the doorway of her so-called house where a toddler of around 2-3 years (most likely to be her brother) played around and scooped him up in her arms while he squealed in delight. As I sat in my air conditioned car and gazed at this incredible sight, I saw real happiness. It radiated with such intensity that it blinded me to all of those prejudices that I might have held against her if I hadn’t ACTUALLY looked.
A few miles ahead, I came to a freeway. Just in front of my car there happened to be a sort-of 3 wheeler tempo ( I think that is what it is called). In the open backside along with towering piles hay sat a handful of women , all cramped up but looking as if they were having the time of their life. With wind in their tightly wound and nicely oiled hairs , I came across the most amazing combination ever: SMILE AND TATTERS, because that is exactly what they were wearing and it could have given Louis Vuitton a run for his money.
I suddenly realized how a few minutes ago I had gone ballistic just because my Starbucks employee had forgotten to write ‘non-fat’ on my frappe and it made my lactose sensitive conscience go crazy ( Yeah, my daydream manifested itself into reality). All that fuss over such a little thing. I am but like you are.Vain.
If only I had that sense of happiness. If only that radiating glow of glee on all these belonged to me somehow. If only I wasn’t so caught up in the spider -web of this world, all my legs sticking out at odd angles (Hello, spider haters). Maybe, just maybe, there was a flickering hope that I would have had the ability to CAPTURE HAPPINESS IN THE BLINK OF MY EYE.