The Cookie Plate

One of my colleagues got us a box of cookies today from his vacation and he placed them all in our office pantry in a plate at lunch time. I tried both – chocolate and chocolate brownie flavor; and they were so delicious ! The mini me insisted me to have a second round since there were many more even after everyone had treated themselves with the sweet treat. That mini me was temptation. And let me tell you, fighting the world is easier than fighting with your own self. 
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So what did I do ? Well, I walked away from the temptation. Even from the 2 cookies I got for myself, I shared them with my coworker and the other cookies I packed up for our house keeping guy.  Oh boy ! The happiness in his eyes was worth every bit of it. He said he’ll share it with his friends and that struck a chord to me. How the little acts of kindness and sharing can brighten up someone’s day. I’m glad I walked away from the temptation and it was empowering.
Temptations come in several forms and fashions. At times they come in such disguise that one can’t recognize them easily.
The very first step is to recognize the temptation and acknowledge to yourself that you are tempted.
Next is what I’d call the “drop the rope”.
Imagine a tug of war fight between you & your temptations where you are basically fighting against yourself & end up being stretched with fruitfulness. So instead of tugging on to the rope harder, why not drop the rope ?
Try finding peace with the victory and the defeat both at the same time. Try a path which brings you fulfillment and joy even in losing against your temptations.
And NO – it’s not a “The Grapes are Sour” consolation you give yourself. Dropping the rope should bring peace and solace and not regret.

The cookie plate is a metaphor to all sorts of temptations life throws at us. And remember, even if no one is watching – God is always watching us. 

An Open Letter To Myself . . .

Dear you,

Sub.: Letting go

I know it’s hard. I know you want to hold the sand in your fist, a bit longer. But the harder you’re trying to hold on it to, the quicker it’s flowing away; isn’t it ? Letting go is hard, to put it as the very least. There’s pain and agony which is directly related to the affection and the connection you share with the person or the thing you are about to let go.

I want to close your eyes and recollect the moment your parents had; when you were 3 and they first had to let you go, apart from them – for 4 hours as you set your feet into the alien world; to attend your playschool. Then, when you bid adieu to them to pursue your dreams when you turned 18. Did they stop you ? What if they did ?

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We are like cocoons, constantly morphing. From a larvae, to a caterpillar to a butterfly. To grow, we constantly need to evolve. And that means, shredding some bits of us at times. The metamorphosis may be painful; but in hindsight when you connect the dots, the transformation makes it all worth it.

Letting go teaches us that everything in life is finite and perishable. So, enjoy when you can, with what you have. It teaches us to be stronger and braver to embrace tomorrow. It teaches us to value the people and things in our lives as often in our sedentary lives, we take a lot for granted. Letting go makes makes us hopeful – someday our paths might cross, isn’t the world such a tiny place ? And, sometimes letting go makes us meet the people who truly are yours. After all, like the Salmon fishes, don’t we yearn go back to our roots ? That’s why they say, if you love someone, let them go. If they are truly yours, they will come back to you; someday. Also, at times, we need to let go of toxins – things like alcohol, toxic relationships, regrets & grudges. Fear not, as Paulo Cohelo has rightly said –

If you are brave enough to say a good bye, very soon life will reward you with a new “Hello” !

So my dear friend, be brave and strong. As you open your heart to the great pains of separation, you also act as a catalyst to a beautiful transformation.

Let it all go, see what stays.

Love,
Himali 

A Dedication on Teachers Day

Behind every dream I saw,
There was an unwavering belief..

Behind every wise decisions I took,
There was a learning & a lesson..

Behind every success I cherished,
There was you, my ever inspiring teacher..

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One of my most favourite quotes from the book Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom

Today on this special day, I would like to thank you for believing in me and my dreams, for creating the strong foundations on which I have built my life on, for giving me wings and for pushing me off the cliff when I was afraid to fly; all of it with never ending love and patience. I may not have come to you every time I succeeded, but I knew that you had my back, anytime I’d falter. Thank you for your love, knowledge and inspiration which has made me who I am today !

Let us take time out to say a thank you to every person who has been a teacher to us in this journey of life. Be it our teachers at school, professors at university, our parents – who are the first teachers to us, our friends and family.

You my dear reader, are also a teacher to me. You inspire me to write and writing does to me what the rains does to the dusty glasses. Thank you for reading along and all the inspiration you give me in all forms !

Much love,
Himali Shah ❤

 
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Oh Mother, What would I do without You ?

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Mothers are God’s angels from heaven. Their love is unconditional. They are our first teachers, first friends, first role models.

Today, on Mother’s day, I am 530 kilometres away from my family to be precise. And seeing pictures of everyone on Facebook with their mom’s, makes me miss home way too much. Mom, I really miss you and love you lots !!

A small poem dedicated to all the beautiful mother’s around the world :

After nine months of excruciating pain,
You welcomed me to the world, with a smile on your face.

With tears of joy, you held me close to your heart,
Oh mother, without you I would have been only a dream.

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Turn off the Music, Please

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P.S.: This is a little lengthy post. Kind of a short story. Please read till the very end 🙂

At times, some things we usually do, sink deep within us, without even our realization. And then they become an integral part of our daily lives. I like listening to music and love going on shopping sprees, especially on “Deal Days” (as I call it 😉 ). Just a mile away from my office, there is a mini supermarket; I’d go at least once a week. While leaving from work, I would tune into my ear phones and put some loud music and head out shopping. I would be there, but I wouldn’t be there. Physically, I would be in a store; mentally, I would be lost in some thoughts or be pondering over the lyrics of the song, I love listening to so much. Since I stay close by, I would often walk to my office or walk back home in evening. Listening to music or talking over the phone on my way is always implied.

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