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  • Presence >>> presents

    Do you feel neglected if your dear ones don’t send you a well-remebered gift? Do you always scramble to be the best friend who steals the thunder with her bouquet of presents?

    The poor spend money but the rich spend time. And truly enough, time is the biggest gift you can give to anyone or get gifted in turn!

    And it all boils down to quality time. Not necesarily hours spent gossiping idle but definitely being their in the moments of need. It may not be a big spend of riches but being able to put you on their schedule and prioritize it is the biggest gesture of it all.

    In today’s world we are all time poor so sending across a gift is a no-brainer. But being able to make time and spend it well is the ‘it’ thing. It’s the next big thing because you are valued in the minutes spent with you and not just the dollars spent on you.

    So look for big intent, big conversations, big heart and not big wallet alone!

  • Growth in Stillness

    How do you react to stillness? Do you dread it because busyness is your middle name? Or do you embrace it in the garb of laziness? Or do you find it comes naturally to you?

    Being still is an art. And like every other art form, it take practise. Hours and hours of practise to be able to master it.

    So start small, and not be meditating with your mind. First meditate with your body. Keep your focus undiverted at the task at hand and stay at it without itching to pick up the next task or the next thought.

    It would be discomforting to begin with. Staying calm and undisturbed doesn’t come easy. Fleeting thoughts, feelings and to-do list float around you. You swim in the sea of constant chaos. So find your comfort in this discomfort.

    Once you master your concentration skills, start lengthening the same and put it to work while doing nothing. Or simply put meditate for a brief period. Anxiety comes natural to us humans. Choose stillness over it, start small but start today.

  • Breathe Of Love

    Are you thriving or existing? Do you feel life is not being lived in moments but is slipping through you hands like grains of sand.

    What if you could experience each breath laden with compassion? Each of your life moments could be full of love and warmth. Your every action could carry the stamp of kindness and empathy.

    Mighty I stand

    It is not that you would turn into a pushover or a doormat who is easy to please and get things done. Neither does it imply you need to be all giving despite your inner biases. Firm yet polite. Calm but clear. Assertive and not arrogant. Giving yet worldly wise. And all of this is possible if your inner state is one of peace, tranquility, sufficiency and bliss.

    It means being in a yogic state of existence beyond the meditation session or the asana on the exercise mat. Thereby living each breath full of love.

  • Live-in To Check-out

    Prince charming. Queen of heart. Can we ever know if they are the one? Or is it always a mystery to be lived out in order to solve?

    The eyes met. The hearts fluttered. The minds melted and the souls mingled. They are the one. Or are they? Can a qualitative method shut the doubts? Or a quantitative method help nail the decision?

    Moving in and living together gives you a glimpse of such aspects of their persona. It’s like catching the details even while you are swooning with puppy love. It helps capture moments together – of vulnerability, of strength, of frustration and of victories.

    Love them or hate them, this way you can not ignore their true self. They can only put up a facade when casually catching up for date nights and weekend getaways. But can they fake an entire living month? Yes if acting is their profession! But most likely than not, this is where you are both bare and raw with your emotions, habits, personalities and lifestyle aspirations. Fair bet you say!

    So love is not just to live, love, laugh together but also to fight, fathom and sometimes frustrate your love interest.

  • Heartache

    I long to be away, aching to break free from routine.

    Weaving dreams of the blue sky, the endless greens and the tall ridges.

    Waking to a sunrise, cooking a simple meal and mending my countable belongings.

    Or climbing to the top of the hills, soaking in the view as far as the horizon exists.

    My eyes long for those meandering paths, that take you back in time, old and new sitting along side.

    But as the dawn nears, I sink in sadness, full of longing, and swim in grief.

    I shall miss you is an under statement, I shall never leave is a mirage.

    I built it all, I tend to it, It has a piece of my soul.

    Every corner, every nook, cared for, lived in and yet still weaving memories.

    Aging with me, defining me, sometimes being an identifier for my persona.

    It’s weird to love the inanimate, but I can’t help profess my feelings.

    Made of brick and mortar, put together over the years, like the pieces of a worn out puzzle.

    Indeed, home is where the heart is.

  • Words Can Move

    While silence is golden, words are potent tools. A double edged sword, they can make or break.

    Words can bind. The vows we take, the unsaid promises we make. The desires we express, the love we experience. The warmth we feel, the comfort we share. The memories we build, the delicate moments we weave.

    Words can disconnect. The anger we seeth, the sadness we live with. The scars on our soul, the cerebral zones we lock away. The experiences we erase, the hurt we disguise. The distance we build, the bridges we burn.

    Words run deep

    Words can heal. The illustration of existence, the epiphany of life. The bandage we apply, the balm we rub in. The smile which runs through our body, the shedding of baggage. The presence of acknowledgment, the comfort of being.

    Words are signals. They can mean or they can be mean. Words are a piece of the puzzle or the peace itself.

  • Progress Over Perfection

    Is it good to toot your own horn? Hell yes! If you got the bragging rights to something that was a first for you, go ahead and publicize it, shamelessly.

    As seasoned professionals, we don’t think twice about advertising our work wins with peers and leaders. So when it comes to personal victories, why do most of us go silent?

    I performed at a socially gathering. Or I learnt a new skill. Or I mended a broken connection. Why don’t we hear such stories often? Maybe because most earning professionals think such ‘domestic’ things are beneath them. Or they think these are insignificant achievements as they are meant to be a given. Since professional accomplishments are the only ones bringing in the monies, only they get the limelight.

    I see myself

    How about building a personal resume, something alike your professional one. It details out your EQ and IQ victories. It summaries the life experiences gathered in handling situations and dealing with people. It captures your learnings out of failures and rarely even revivals. It’s like a journal albeit the details, emphasizing your growth as a human being.

    Not that it can be marketed anywhere you may say, so why put brains behind it. But is there anything more dear than peace and happiness. Sometimes we need to step away from daily grind and look at ourselves as a third person. Your personal curriculum vitae would reassure you of your journey and decisions this far. It can even pave the way forward upon deeper reflection.

    Embrace it & set aside a personal brag hour each week rn.

  • Serendipity

    Choose the present, chose it once, choose it all over again,

    Close the past, closed it once, keep the lid on the pain.

    Prisoner of thoughts or keeper or dreams,

    Whatever it be, don’t be switching teams.

    Celebrate, shout, hoot and clap for the tiny wins,

    Afterall, it’s between you and not amongst your kins.

    Every relation dies its own death, reaches an expiry stage,

    Like it or not, just Iike humans, it also keeps an age.

    Death isn’t cessation, it’s a new beginning indeed,

    Nourish, nurture and embrace the newness of it.

    Never say never, but isn’t it too late for forever?

  • Cheerleader

    That friend who shall be hooting (albeit quietly) the loudest. To whom you can go with your wins as well as woes. Your personal embarressments, howling cries, ridiculous ideas as well as crazy plans for the future – they are party to it all.

    I’ll be there for you 🫰

    Yet they are. Been there, done that and would be forever. Sometimes around, sometimes aloof. Some days quick to connect, other days lazy to even call back. Speaking antagonistically one moment, by your side in a fraction of a second.

    They don’t finch showing you the mirror (or the door at the end of an unending circumcious meltdown). They are your bestie and you are even a symbiotic reflection of each other. Yet they can dole out pearls of wisdom when you need them the most. They confide in you with their bravest plan B’s, significant life milestones and much more. Again not missing the forests for the tree, cos come on who’s got the time and energy to fill you in into all the details when juggling life, career and family goals!

    Congratulations on finding such a confidante, make it stick. Cos they do make life worth living ❤️

  • Emotions Can Heal

    We take great care of our physical body. A tiny scratch or a minute discomfort is enough to make us acutely aware of tending to it. Then what about the subtle body which goes through a multitude of emotions?

    Emotional healing is a powerful experience. It is unnerving so not for the faint hearted to attempt. It requires you to be vulnerable to your core. You have to unearth your deepest, darkest memories and lay them bare in the open. It is a journey to be undertaken raw and with your bare self.

    Screen yourselves

    Layer by layer, you peel off the many lives you lived. Untying the bonds, untangling the connections. The framework is loosely to first be aware, then acknowledge and lastly accept. It guides you to let go – of past, present as well as future. It reinforces gently that a lot is beyond your control, only your permanent residence i.e., your physical body is your locus of control. It rises your consciousness to stay mindful of now and unlearn the stories you told yourself.

    As your wounds close, new emotions sew the gaps. Let not these emotions fool you, as they too are fleeting. Only your soul is permanent, it is your only truth.