Choose wise!!!

This post is a resultant of a super tired body and restless mind. You know how it is when you are so tired that sleep evades you, your mind takes you on journeys involving random movements on your keyboard, facilitating clicks on links that seem semi-intriguing? No? Just me? Anyways, that was exactly my state when I stumbled across the pregnant deer scenario. Ok now, stop dilating your pupils and read on.

A pregnant deer about to give birth , finds a remote grass field by the river. As she cautiously moves towards the "safe" place under dark clouds, a lightning starts a forest fire. That very moment she goes into labor. To her left, she sees a hunter aiming at her. As she moved in the opposite direction she sees a lion approaching her. What does she do? If she runs from the arrow she is sure to land up as a lions meal. If she escapes both the fire will catch up to her in no time. So what does she do?

Answer - NOTHING! She focuses on giving birth to a new life.

In a fraction of second, the lightening blinds the hunters eyes, the released arrow zips past the deer and finds the lion as a target. Dark clouds rumble and make way for heavy rains putting off the forest fire. A healthy fawn is born!

The output may have been very different had the deer decided to escape her nemesis. She could have easily found herself as a dinner or in a cradle of fire! Everything could have changed in a matter of a milli second. But what determined the output, was a choice, HER CHOICE.

In our day to day lives, we are forced to make choices - some, which give us the luxury of time, while others have to be made in a jiffy. The former may create a lot of turmoil coz we have the power of time in our hands. The later may bring uncertainties, fear and an ugly feeling of regret coz they had to be made turning a blind eye to all the possibilities.Its a choice between the devil and the deep blue see. Well, I am just learning how to swim, so I would pick the devil! What about u?

After reading the deer scenario I realized, it doesn't have to always be devil or the deep blue see. There's always an option to stay put and continue what you are doing. Doing nothing actually means you have made a choice and your choice is to do nothing!

There are always gonna be factors that hinder you from your current path - distractions that engulf you in anxiety, inject negativity until your brain is intoxicated with fear. In short, push you to doing what you feel compelled to do as opposed to what you are supposed to do.

People are so involved in making decisions, choosing between options and treating life like an exam of multiple choice questions  that they have forgotten that there's always an option - none of the above.

This scenario struck a special chord with me coz it symbolizes how all the negativity around you can vanish in a moment if you decide to not play in its hands and take a stand. There are always gonna be testing times. Things may not be in your favor, you may not always earn peoples confidence. The only thing you will always have going for you is your choices. Why? Coz they represent you and your belief system. Everyone has their own beliefs that are dear to their existence. They may not necessarily apply to you. That doesn't make yours any less valuable.

Soon enough one does realize that living your choices gives birth to a new life - our version of a new born fawn. It may not be an ideal one, but the one that you worked hard at creating. Live it with pride.

Make a choice when you can choose wise!

Dream board

If you really want something, the universe conspires to give it to you. Sounds familiar, doesn't it? This concept went viral after "The Alchemist" released. It's a  very simple concept of wanting something, without giving a thought to whether the idea is conceivable or logical. As I always say, simplicity is not one of the virtues people possess these days! So it's a very tough concept to wrap your head around. Coz it doesn't work on tangible things. It works on faith.

Visualization is one of the concepts that takes people one step closer to having faith. In visualization, you create a visual representation of what you want your life to be. You throw your wishes and desires to the universe in a pictorial form. You paint a picture of your life ahead. You graphically portray your desires. It can be something as simple as random photos that depict a part of life you yearn to lead to a canvas where the colors make your future come alive. You are the creator of your own vision board!

I had the good fortune of working with a friend on my dream board last week. It has all the ingredients of the life I wanna live - a collage of some beautiful pictures and some really strong quotes. While I was doing this art project, I felt alive. The most alive I've felt in a looong time. I was working on something that probably didn't make sense to a lot of people I knew - a feeling that thrills me to bits every single time! My dream board is ready. My first and my best so far!

During this exercise, I experienced something very impactful. As I looked at pictures cut out from the magazines, pictures that were meant to depict my future, I realized every picture had a story. Suddenly a classically dressed model seated on a bike, reading a map, transformed from a confusing portrayal of God knows what, to a modern day woman dictating the journey of her life; a confused looking girl in an airport with a suitcase was now a girl with dreams - uncertain about her future yet determined to live every bit of it;  the couple holding hands, looking away from the camera were no longer tired. Instead they seemed to look ahead, dream of a prosperous life together, believing in miracles. It's the same feeling I had when I visited a museum in Philadelphia. Hundreds of paintings and nothing made sense! But on reading the descriptions associated with each of them, I wondered how I could miss the message being sent out through this exemplary pictorial representation.  It's said that beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. The same holds good for the pictures that now form my dream board.

It's wonderful to see how different people interpret the same things. To a large extent, you are what you interpret. Recently, an exercise was conducted, where people where given the task of finding hidden words in a box full of letters. It's surprising how some people found the words "love" and "peace" while the others found "power" and "money". A very good set of people found "hate". Now, what does this say about the game? Honestly, I don't know. But it sure as hell says quite a bit about the people playing the game. It's said that people never really change their stripes. To a large extent, I believe it. You will always be "you" from within. There would always be certain things that you really want. It could be anything, ranging from love to money. In time, probably they might be burdened by other fancy things that would make you more appealing! But in your heart, you always crave for the things that touch you in ways nothing ever could!

Coming back to the dream board, your dreams are your own. No one can interpret your life the way you can and the only interpretation that counts, is yours. Yesterday when I  shared my board with a colleague, he found less of dreams and more of amusement. My immediate reaction was WTF! As far as I am concerned, you touch a new low when you make fun of someone's dreams.Having said that, the world is full of nonsensical people who lead a life of their choice. Yes, they lead  "their" life, don't let them lead yours!

Back in the days when my dream was to travel, I was the butt of many jokes. "It's not a dream!", "What sort of a life is that!". Just typing these comments makes me nauseous! I am living my dream as I type this post. It's my personal accomplishment. The skeptics are where they were, non existent! But what does exist is me and a heart full of joy riding high on faith.

How many times in life, do we change our dreams to make us socially acceptable? Re-paint the canvas of our life with colors chosen by others, creating something that makes absolutely no sense to us. But thats the beauty of life. There can be a blank canvas presented to you at your will. The only rule is that you make an art out it. Something that as abstract as it may be, makes perfect sense to you. Challenge is not to get swallowed in others talks. Coz that's their philosophy - got mouth - will talk! Always be respectful of people's dreams especially when they don't make sense to you! Coz dreaming is a sign of life. The dead don't dream!

Warrior Princess

A lazy Saturday afternoon. Just finished my brunch. As the cries of little kids fill the air around me, I stare blankly at my laptop screen. My fingers randomly scroll up and down the deals email for today. At the background, I am processing the number of things I ordered online and keeping  track of how many I am yet to receive. Of course, by now I have stopped thinking if I actually need any of the things I order online. If it's over 50% off, I WANT IT! Make no mistake about it. I look outside the window. It's a perfect day to sit by the window and read a book, something that I've been meaning to do for the past 6 months. So that's exactly how long it has been since I learnt a new word! Now I can hear an action sequence being played in the other room. I've half the mind to walk up and turn the volume down. But my laziness creeps over and I plug in my earphone, listen to Bob Marley instead. I am mindlessly reading the news feed on my FB wall. My eyes fall on an interesting article - 7 ways of hurting your daughter's future. I am surprised at how much I start relating to the article!

As a kid, I was always told to be nice to people. Smile when they pass sly remarks on you, coz it's all in the name of fun! No one means any harm! If you as much as talk back, that's impolite. Good girls don't talk back. Good girls keep mum coz the only time words suit them is when they came out in a form of a song, in front of an indifferent crowd. "The girl can sing! She's gonna make her in-laws very happy some day!" That was the day my young mind thought being respectful is equivalent to keeping quiet. 

Few years later, these very people decided to make my appearance a matter of their concern or should I say their "life mission". I was a plump kid and puberty was not exactly what I would call a party! Clearly the zits on my face thought otherwise! Apparently I was not attractive enough to gain attention. A lot of parents inculcate the concept of beauty into their kids very early in life. And make no mistakes about it, it's not the inner beauty about people that make the rounds with them. Bestowing such values on kids only ensures this spreads like plague. And spread like plague, it did. I grew up in a society where values were the least of one's concerns.  "Anyone can be beautiful. You just need to concentrate on your strengths." Obviously no one told me that strengths don't just mean "physical attributes"! And hey, I was too young and on a quest for perfect beauty! I spent years on finding my strengths. I believed in my heart, every ugly duckling turns into a beautiful swan someday.

 Good looks always overshadowed good heart, trendy clothes always eclipsed solid character, slyness outshone honesty. With all the emotions bottled up, tears would find the comfort of a pillow.  This is when I learnt the second most important lesson on my young life - people are always right, for might is right. What's inside is worth a nickle compared to the perceived beauty!


As I grew up, I bid good byes to few of my talents, for I had no seekers of the talent and I had no will to pursue them without encouragement. There were always certain set of things that I HAD TO do and was SUPPOSED to be good at. I won't lie to you, I sucked at all of them. Why? Coz I honestly couldn't give a tiny rat's ass. I could count the number of things I've done halfheartedly but very early in my life I was told that I suck at Maths. Now this thought has been so deeply ingrained in my head that it has turned into reality! Bottom-line,  talents which will help you fetch money/ status/ good spouse are talents; the sooner you let go of the rest, the better it is.  Third lesson of my life - I CANNOT complete what I've started.


I reached a point in my life, where all these lessons raised their ugly heads every now and then. Suddenly they didn't seem to make any sense. The smile that was supposed to be a polite answer to bullies transformed into a nervous laughter, for in my heart I was done upholding the name of fun. But having been quiet for so long, I had no means or clue of regaining the wit I presumed to have! Caught in a dilemma of being "good" and being "true"! Trust me, it's one of the worse battles I've been in!

No matter how good I look, there's always gonna be that one woman who'll be my nemesis. There's always a better face/ smile/ rack/ ass etc etc. True story. But all the while, I could be that "one woman" for someone else. I don't know, I don't wanna know!

When I started writing, I felt free. I wrote for myself. It was my life in my words. My autobiography in posts -  one post after the other. I finally felt that I was good at something. Until it became a need to want people to like my work! It was not about my feelings, it was more of reader's enjoying my work. It was no longer my life, it was more about topics that people could relate to. And then I stopped writing, for I could find no suitable topics! I read this line again and I feel frigging lame. As I  look around, there are atleast a thousand living/ non living things within 10 feet radius. Living things that I could appreciate, non living things that my words could bring life into. And honestly people have little to say about it, coz well.. IT'S MY LIFE! MY WORDS! MY OPINIONS. If you don't like what I write, you are free to humor the million bloggers out there! I promise - no bad blood!

Looking back at all the things I've left incomplete, I have regrets. Too early for a 27 year old , with her entire life ahead of her. For whatever reasons and fears that caused me to leave business unfinished are the main reasons that led me to believing that I have it in me to run only half a race. In life you often tend to mistake you actually are what the incidents/ people in your life make you believe. You might as well be what they think you to be. But end of the day, there's only one judge YOU.

No one can undo their past. But one owes it to oneself to unlearn the things of past. You don't keep stock up trash in your house, then why trash your life?

There are always gonna be broken hearts and shattered dreams. But you are who you are. Your beauty doesn't lie in your flawless face or impeccable body. Your beauty lies in the way you've achieved without them!

P.S : http://www.forbes.com/sites/learnvest/2012/06/28/7-ways-youre-hurting-your-daughters-future/