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 

Dear Zindagi : Beloved Life – You are amazing !

I bet, any girl watching the movie Dear Zindagi; would have a crush on Jag – the character portrayed by Bollywood’s undoubted King –  Shahrukh Khan. The way he navigates Kaira to maze out of the complexities of life so effortlessly made me realize that life is simple, we complicate it beyond repair and they complain about life being unfair and harsh. That all problems come with opportunities in disguise and a solution, always ! At times all you need is a catalyst to help you settle the dust and see yourself clearly amidst the turbulent waters.

During the final shots of the movie, Kaira confesses her crush on Jag, to the man himself and it was both adorable and heartwarming. The way Jag appreciates her for expressing her emotions instead of suppressing them, won over my heart.

On my way home from work, I was trying to reflect upon the types of crushes one can have in life. Before I begin penning them down let me share what my definition of a crush is. A crush for me is someone I adore and admire, who inspires me in some ways leaving me attracted to them and wanting to know them or talk to them a little more. My crush would leave a smile on my lips every time I’d think about them.

Below may not be an exhaustive list but let me try to write then down my classification of crushes :

– Romantic crushes
Someone you harbor romantic feelings for

– Professional crushes
That smart, successful colleague you aspire to be like

– Intrinsic crushes
Being attracted to someone because they are kind, humble, caring, et el.

– Extrinsic crush
Looks to die for, dimples to kill for and eyes to live for 🙂

– Unattainable crushes
The ones you only get to meet in your dreams 😀 Dove, where did you fly away ?

– Fictional crushes
Falling for the protagonist of that novel or movie and wishing they were real ! Edward Cullen, are you listening?

– Celebrity crushes
Crushes on celebs in glory of their fandom

– Inspirational crushes
Your role model who gives you several life goals

Something to be noted is that the above, is not a mutually exclusive list ! In fact, it can have several permutations and combinations internally. For example my crush on Shahrukh Khan would be an unattainable, intrinsic celebrity crush.

As air, water and food is vital for human survival, so is the feeling of being loved, cared for and appreciated. A lot of times we fail to convey how much we cherish a person’s lingering fragrance in our lives till they disappear in the hustle and bustle of life.

When being loved is so much important, why do we somehow manage to escape expressing this emotion to our loved ones ? Don’t you think today you should take a break from the monotony and tell someone you crush on ‘Hey, you are amazing !’ ?

The smile which lights up their face will warm your soul this winter.

Special thanks to the first reader of this blog post & the friend who inspired me to complete this write up ! 🙂

Reflection of My Soul : Unplugged

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As I wrote this quote last evening, my eyes were welled with unshed tears. Though I love quotes a lot, I never thought that something would ever, move me so deeply; that I’d write one myself one day. Perhaps, that’s the beauty of life. It presents you with bounteous surprises.

The things that stuck me to the core yesterday were :

1. It happens for a reason

2. Far or near, everyone you meet, becomes a part of you in some ways.

Let me share how these two things are beautifully intertwined. My friend Donna shared a post of a 1000 piece puzzle. It amazed me entirely as to how can a human mind solve such a massive and complex puzzle with such intricacies. Till date I had this question looming over my mind. (This bit of information might appear something out of the blue right now, but read till the very end)

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Etched, In Invisible Ink <3

Mumbai Monsoon : My Photography :)
Mumbai Monsoon : My Photography 🙂

I look out of the car,
Hazy are the scenes I see..

Tiny drops of rain,
Settle on the glass pane..

A warm breath I draw,
And blow it on the window..

Quickly I scribble our names together,
Enveloped in a heart frame..

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Drafts : Few Things Left Unsaid

My friend Rob of The V-Pub has invited me to a five day challenge. The challenge is – “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”. Rob’s blogs are so humorous and insightful, that they never fail to bring a smile on my face. Please visit his blog any time you feel too stressed out about life 🙂 Today, is my first day of the challenge.

My first write up is about : “Things Left Unsaid”. A lot of times, as we grow up, we deliberately move away from expressing how we feel. We STOP expressing. We stop telling our loved ones how much we love them, we stop saying thank you when we feel grateful, we stop saying sorry just because our ego comes in between. These are the things growing up teaches you.

But today, as you read this, I want you to go back in time when you were a carefree child and never thought twice before expressing how you felt. By no means, I intend to preach being insensitive and inconsiderate towards how others feel and be brutal, on the other hand I want you to spread love, smiles, joy & kindness all around. And guess what, they are free !! It only takes a few loving words and a smile on your face. ….Because at the end of the day, you should not be left feeling empty & shallow regretting for things you “wish” you did !!

Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable

I regret not the things I’ve done, but those I did not do.

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Sonia’s Diary, June 17 2015: (Protagonist from my Short Story Blog : “Always”)

Today I was running a search on my email id. There was a particular email address whose communication I wanted to find. As I ran through the search, I was surprised to find so many messages in my “Drafts” folder. I don’t know what occurred to me. All of a sudden. That I ran this email search. That I read every single email all over again in my drafts. That I read every mail chain we exchanged. That I re read some of the messages, I so much wanted to send to “that” email id, and ended up sending to myself. What was wrong with me ?

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Without You…

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Without you, my world is,
Like a boat lost amidst the giant stormy ocean..

The fragrance of the flowers,
The melody of the koyal, fail touch my heart..

You were the lyrics of the song,
My heart sang all day and night..

With you gone, there is no one to listen,
To my poems and talks nonstop..

There is no one to call me all the cute names,
There’s no one to call me a sleepy head on Sundays..

Where are you gone my love ?
Come back soon..

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