…From ages, philosophers have been preaching and guiding all of us to live in the moment. To simply be present to enjoy life….
Today’s challenge led me into a weird thought process. I started thinking what are the different emotions and tenses(time period) a ‘Wish‘ is associated with. Its funny and amusing at the same time how our thoughts flow in out of no where just from a word and this is exactly why I love the picture/word challenges. In short it is ‘food for thought’.
On thinking about what anyone would wish for , I could broadly classify them into positive and negative wishes which again is sub classified into three categories.
- Living in the past : This is where we all mostly wish for something or someone associating to an event that happened in the past. ex : ‘ I wish I did..’ , ‘I wish he was ….’ , ‘I wish my team won..’ etc. It is mostly associated with regret , desire, missing out and so on.
- Living in the future : This category consists of wishes like ‘All the best’, ‘Wish you succeed..’ ‘Wish to do well’ etc. which is associated with expectations , hope, looking forward to and so on.
- Living in the present : I just realized this is my favorite category of wishes like ‘ A very good morning!’, ‘ Happy Birthday ‘, ‘Congratulations’ etc. I could not associate these with the past or the future. Could not associate these with anything else but Happiness and being content. Through a simple good morning wish we don’t only live that very moment, but share and make someone else’s day too.
From ages, philosophers have been preaching and guiding all of us to live in the moment. Living in the moment devoid us from a lot of stressful feelings like regret, expectation etc. Best is TO BE. To simply be present to enjoy life. The word ‘Wish‘ got me into thinking how important it is to let go, not to expect but just experience life right now. In this very moment.
I could associate the picture above to ‘Good Morning !’ which has made to top in my list of wishes 🙂
Don’t we have many Yashodharas who are living by themselves taking care of work, family, kids, chores, finances and not to forget themselves too
Tomorrow is ‘International Women’s Day’ and best wishes to all you lovely ladies out there in advance . Being a woman, life ride is not all smooth and easy at various stages of our lives. But kudos to our take on different situations we have been on and lets celebrate it with pride and a big smile in our eyes.
Speaking of wishes, reminds me of the whatsapp messages wishing me for being a woman. One of the forwards was about Gautham Buddha’s ‘Wife’ and is below given .
When I heard the story of Gautam Buddha, my question was always about his wife and son that he left behind…this write-up by Vikram Bhattacharya touches that part of the story
He left her in the middle of the night.
When she heard the news she was devastated. Yet, she did not complain but her life lost all meaning. The only reason for her to live now was her son. She wanted him to grow up to be a man that the world would look up to.
Her friends and relatives came around and asked her to forget about the man who had left her and start life again. They asked her to marry again but she refused. She was young and beautiful and suitors queued up outside her door, but she refused each one of them.
As the years went by she turned into a shell of her former self. She ate only one meal a day, did not care about how she looked, hardly slept the long nights and focused only on her son.
Then one fine day he came back!
He stood in front of her and she could hardly remember him as the man who had left her. “They call you the Buddha now?” she asked him gently. “I hear they do,” he answered in a calm fashion. “What does it mean?” she further inquired. “I think it means the enlightened one, a knower,” he informed.
She smiled and then a silence.
“I suppose we have both learned something. Your lessons will make the world richer in spirit, but my lesson will unfortunately, remain largely unknown,” she reflected deeply.
“And what lesson is that?” he probed.
Her eyes sparkled with unshed tears,
“That a woman alone does not need anyone to complete her. She is complete on her own.”…
Dedicated to all women on this International Women’s day.
On reading this message, it hit me hard how difficult it would have been for Yashodhara to live by herself independently without a man in her life in those days. A period when woman’s identity was driven by the man in her life.
It also made me wonder what if she was in today’s times? Don’t we have many Yashodharas who are living by themselves taking care of work, family, kids, chores, finances and not to forget themselves too. With so much responsibilities on hand, today’s Yashodhara, if her husband abandoned her overnight , would say ‘ Well I am happy that I have one less thing to worry about ! ‘ :).
With this, I once again wish all you lovely, bold, independent courageous women out there ‘ A Very Happy Women’s Day !’ Lets continue to rock the world! Good or bad, let us face it all with grace, kindness and love 🙂
never really experienced loneliness to begin with let alone be journey in the path of solitude
I have lived in a metropolitan city of India for 26 years before I moved to UK and then later on to the USA. Everyday in my life back in India used to be very busy.
I have a big family back there. My school, work, family and friends, hobbies, social life etc. always kept me busy round the clock. The city and people around me had a big influence in making me an independent and bold girl at a very young age. Never did I have a calm, lone time spent that I can recall of. Only time I would be all by myself most of the days were when I am dead tired and sleeping in the night. I was someone who thought I could never be alone all by myself as I never had to in the buzz of a busy city.
But over the years after moving out from my comfort zone, culture, family and friends I realized ‘SOLITUDE‘ was different from ‘Loneliness’. In the past I never really experienced loneliness to begin with let alone be journey in the path of solitude. At least in my case, to get away from loneliness I started exploring a whole new world where I spend hours doing something I love , all by myself.
And now I am at a stage where I enjoy cooking couple of hours with music being played out loud or indulge in a cup of tea sitting in my balcony with thoughts and memories flowing in or meditate in a dark space with a blank mind or paint something or simply stroll around a new city or a place. I don’t know if this solitude. But what I do know is it isn’t loneliness and I am enjoying every bit of it.
In the above picture, I am onlooking a frozen lake at a resort I stayed over this winter. Though I wasn’t alone when this was snapped, I can relate how I feel about being alone and content with this picture. Hence sharing with you all with a question in mind ‘ Can loneliness lead to solitude if worked on it positively?’
Have a great weekend !
But awestruck about the world we enter in our sleep. Its crazy, complex, impractical . Yet feels so real.
Its been only couple of days that I started blogging but its bringing back to me so many fond memories. So, today, thought of sharing few things that I wrote about in the past and it kind of stayed with me forever. And the best part is after effects and laughter that came along with every experience.
1. Novelist in me came alive when I was bed ridden due to a ligament tear. To kill my boredom, I ended up writing 20 page long imaginary story :P. No, I wasn’t crazy but just high on painkillers.
After effect : Reading this 20 page long story to my friend is what stays with me forever. The laughter, teases, embarrassment that followed the narration was simply priceless 🙂
2. Almost 9 years ago, I started dating this not so expressive, angry young man. Being a short tempered and sensitive person myself, I did not want to lose my cool and regret it later as most of the times I was the one being silly or over reacting. So I jotted down all my complaints in a book. The book only had curses, disagreements and nagging statements.
After effect : Over the time we were in a long distance relationship sorts of arrangement. Before moving out of the city, I handed the book to him to read and have a good laugh at how silly I was .(Imagine someone getting to read a book full of complaints about oneself) I am not too sure how he felt about it till date. Few things are best if kept unknown…….or hell with it, I will ask my husband today how he felt 9 years ago. Yes, we are married now and nothing can be a secret anymore 😛
3. I used to get these scary dreams during the most stressed out period of my life. these dreams lead me into buying a book on dreams to understand what dreams mean. In this book I learnt how it will be useful if we jot down our dreams , first thing in the morning. Guess I took it too seriously and jotted down a small book full of dreams.
After effect : No matter how many times I read it, it doesn’t make any sense to me. But awestruck about the world we enter in our sleep. Its crazy, complex, impractical . Yet feels so real.
These are few of many times I decided to write. Till date I have always enjoyed it every single time and it just occurred to me that every time I actually ‘Wrote’ in a book. No typing or editing involved like blogging. Yet, ‘Writing never went wrong’ literally or metaphorically 🙂
Girl-2 and Girl-3 almost forgot about lip plumper and started imagining milkshakes I think. At least would like to assume so as both are foodies!
Hello , Jotting down a short funny conversation mt girlfriends and I had yesterday . May be down the line we will reread this and have a hearty laugh at good old day. Yes, preserve memories for future. That’s the plan 🙂 .
Girl-1 has almost all of the makeup products under the sun. Girl-2 and Girl-3 believe so. If you see makeup blogs here, its inspired from Girl-1. Girl-2 and Girl-3 own some makeup but very limited. Both use makeup minimally.
Girl-1 : Found good lip plumper. Got it in Sephora box.Too faced lip injection gloss in milkshake.
(Girl-2 and Girl-3 almost forgot about lip plumper and started imagining milkshakes I think. At least would like to assume so as both are foodies!)
Girl-2 : Is this the name of the product? Or Injection of some milkshake?
Girl-3 : Too faced is a brand. and they have lip plumper called lip injection. Its not an injection. Its a gloss and milkshake is the shade.
(Girl-2 and Girl-3 almost fainted )
Now, you tell me who names something that’s not to be injected as injection? I know a milkshake can be brown if made of chocolate or pink if made of strawberries. Now what the hell is the shade of milkshake just on its own? Can somebody explain what is the color of the milkshake?
Funny how I conveyed ‘I love you’ indirectly on Social network. LOL. So carefree, immature and clichéd
Hello , its me! I was wondering if after all these years you’d like to meet me as a teenager? (Did you try singing it like Adele’s Hello song? 😛 )
Well, back to the topic. I was wondering what happened to Orkut (Popular social network during my teenage) in today’s Facebook era. So here I google and landed at http://www.orkut.com/index.html.
To my surprise this opened up a letter written by the creator of Orkut. He has now started a new social network http://www.hello.com/en/index.html .Yes, that’s right a new social network which works with ‘loves’ and not ‘likes’.
By the way, ‘love’ reminds me of the topic I wanted to share. So back to topic, I promise.As a kid from early 20’s I , just like many of you wrote testimonial to my boyfriend then (my husband now) . I had for some reason copied it and saved as an email draft. Have no idea why. I had to struggle to reread it today and it reminded of the unnecessary dots, short forms and punctuation used just like today’s teens. Copy pasting it yet again . Who knows if gmail will be taken down after a decade.
(Lets call him Slash for time being)
‘SSSSSSSlash…is “THE NONSENSE” …i ve met in mah life…..most practical…highly insenstive…..he does feel for some stupid thing which z happenening far across sumwher…bt nt near by him:)….How can i 4get to tell tat dont mess with him when he z HUNGRY !!!!! Animal.. !!!!!
100% trust worthy , faithful, honest, Gem of a kind :-)…….hottie too :-)….don u get flattered nonsense!!!!….n yeah…..all u gals out ther STATUTARY WARNING : “When everythin z so perfect in sum one…ther ll definitely be a BUT “….keep guessing this BUT 😉
Must say a hard core fan of JIM n,Foot Ball.. n..Rum…..forgets world 4 em…(hardly remembers anyone or otherwise ;)……..But All in all…its wonderful n amazingly awesome to ve known you….
n yeah , Slash..u better watch p.s I LUV YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!’
Funny how I conveyed ‘I love you’ indirectly on Social network. LOL. So carefree, immature and clichéd. All at the same time. Today, when I look back I cannot believe its me back then. So annoying at the same time funny to read . Also, reminds me yet again ‘Been there, Done that’ just like teens today.
Poor guy, was still eating n I was lost in thoughts if that’s how chicken gets cooked or is he just used to eating raw chicken? Thoughts were just flowing from all directions!!!
Hello there 🙂 I read somewhere that way to man’s heart is through his stomach. Meaning feed him delicious food and he is yours ;)Anyways I always thought there were different ways ;)!! I grew up in a family who eat only vegetarian food. But, fell in love and married a guy who is simply fond of chicken n fish 😛 !
So, after marriage I started venturing out on how to cook Chicken !! Till date, I have no idea on how eating chicken feels like! I then decided to go by looks and cook chicken drumsticks similar to KFC ones!!
With great enthusiasm n spirit I bought frozen chicken drumsticks from a food mart. It looked neat unlike the fresh meat I have seen before. I didn’t bother to remove the excessive skin(which is high in fat content) as buying frozen chicken and holding it in my hands was itself a great achievement for me 😛 I know it sounds stupid but, trust me I was so proud of myself.
I followed every detail I had read on a blog and cooked 2 pieces!!Did some garnishing and presented it to my husband to dig in!!I clearly remember myself staring at him eagerly while he took his first bite of a ‘Supposed to be cooked chicken :P’ Oh Hell!! I could see the meat being pink !! Poor guy, was still eating n I was lost in thoughts if that’s how chicken gets cooked or is he just used to eating raw chicken? Thoughts were just flowing from all directions!!!
I think he kept eating for a while just to appreciate my attempt to cook chicken for him. If its not true I would love to assume so 😉 Today, if I cook good chicken, I share half of my credits with my husband for having put up with my learning phase 🙂Anyways, was fun to experience a down side too!! More importantly I would say ‘Guys, never ever go by only looks!! Looks can be deceiving :)’