Pics from the place I visited in Mumbai
Juxtaposing to the busy life of Mumbai is this scenic place, a quaint cosmos altogether with lush green and all hues of nature. I stumbled upon it being a nature lover, I love all picturesque places, the solitude, and the quiet they offer. A mini fantasy land which caught my fancy as I was walking by. The earthiness of cobblestone street, the rustic seating, an avalanche of nature in all colors, filled my mind with a landscape of imagination to pen down some stories. A place that put all of my tumult to rest. It reminded me the philosophical side of life we tend to ignore quite often. What beauty, serenity, and harmony does to your subconscious mind, and the easy fix to clear your head if taking a long walk on the beach is not in the vicinity.
Nature mother is the most potent medium to answers to lot of complexities of life. In the serene and harmony I sit and watch the beautiful drizzle which wet the cobblestone pathways, glistened the rustic rooftops, and dressed the leaves and foliage making them blush. There are many more green pastures in Mumbai to explore for those who love solitude and inner peace. This place is a sanctum of serenity and harmony. I personally believe, you cannot pass a single day fruitfully without feeling inner peace. Inner engineering, a path to abundance you feel from within and live life mindfully.
Mindfulness is what nature teaches you. Stillness is not a programmed practice, but what you start to experience when you explore the nuances and tranquility nature offers you. It sets in with every tryst of nature making you want to look at the beautiful side of life you can consciously choose to look at and imbue. You can a choice to drain yourself with anger, anguish, painful emotions, or flush them away looking at all the wonderful things in life that are there sitting right in front of you to explore and take a cue from.
In the manicured greenery I was feeling still. A kind of stillness that is essential to practice daily and feel one with the universe. Everyday is a journey into mindfulness, the quaintness, the stillness you can choose to imbue to find more meaning in everything you do. There is more to Mumbai than street shopping, nightlife, and Bollywood. You can rediscover yourself strolling through these quaint pastures at your own pace and bask in the serenity.
I Love My Grandparents. They are no more. But, those memories of happiness are forever. They teach you fundas of life with a blend of love, and minus the dose of strict self righteousness that is patented to parentology. My maternal grandmother was avant garde. Ahead of her times. She knew flawless English. She loved cricket and Sachin Tendulkar. Highly artistic, she made jewelry, the famous halva ke dagine(worn in Maharastrian Weddings). She read the newspaper and could hold intellectual discussions. Neverthless her taste in selection of colors, clothes, and saris, simply outstanding! What a woman I have always been proud off. She was a highly creative and a talented person. A very patient, enduring, sweet, and a compassionate person, whom I simply can’t stop loving. Nobody could make rotis and the famous ‘Maharastrian Varan’ like she could. My maternal grandfather was a noble man. Simple, sweet, hard working, would never say a word to hurt anyone. They are the best examples and ideals in my life. I don’t need a Richard Brandson or any hot shot’s biography to imbue.
I have had the privilege of experiencing the love and company of my great grandparents too. They were happy, cheerful, dynamic, avant garde people, who exemplified the finer things in life. My great grand mother was an epitome of kindness, compassion, and goodness. Her values about life is something we cannot find in books or parchments. My great grand father was a humorous man. His timing of wit and enthusiasm for life and everything new is hard to find in people of today. They showcased the lives of people who have been through real struggles and honored them through their trust and organization, Vypari Foundation. Educationists true to the core, who define the very definition of ‘Guru’ in its truest sense.
The ideals and principles my grandparents lived by are enough for me to follow for the rest of my life. My paternal grandmother was a dynamic, strict, and highly organized woman. Her sense of understanding relations and life is on par with what you wouldn’t even find in ‘The Secret.’ It’s hard to find people like them in this life, you know. The values they lived by, the gumption they had were so urban, it would put a modern man to shame. She was always up for learning something new. I have such deep admiration for them all, they have left indelible imprints in my subconscious. My paternal grandfather had a great sense of humor, was disciplinarian, sweet, hard working, religious man.
When I look back at these memories, and see the way they lived their lives, facing bitter and bigger challenges, our lives look less challenging and simpler; it works like an epiphany. I love them all, through to the core. Grandparents are special! They are like your guardian angels. Those are the kind of people so full of love and kindness. All of your mischief and rebel is accepted with warmth only to condition you into a better human being.
Scrabble is to me what Superbowl or cricket is to many. Scrabble and cricket with one tup catch is something I am up for any time. There is no maaza in playing cricket without the chalk drawn wickets and one tup catch out. What if this was a real rule? Hahaha, that would be fun, wouldn’t it? The best part about playing an outdoor game is, you can have your own rules. Word games, language, come to think about, why don’t people focus on the language they use? You are not going to lose authenticity for showing some civility. Why are these values passe? You don’t have to sacrifice assertion for the sake of being polite. Rudeness is a camouflage for lack of faith in self. It is a way of projecting a made-up image to compensate for lack of confidence and belief in self.
Fluid language and expression is an ideal diet for a mental floss. Words and language carry beauty of thoughts and the mental markup. What sounds better? Poetry or expletives? I have always written abstract poetry since the time I learnt the usage of language. My love for scrabble is eternal. I could grow so old and not have teeth in my mouth, but a game of scrabble might just light me up. I am not an elitist. I do not have intellectual snobbery. I have no patent over these matters. What I love is language, culture, music, literature, words, poetry, thoughts, thinking, gumption. I make my inner world rich, no matter how I come across to as a person.
Our values are digitized. You will not fine someone penning Oscar Wilde gumption like a common place. Language and expressions are not enough to verbalize emotions. You need emoticons, GIF’s, and maybe even infographs to express the flowchart of emotions. The process of how they come to existence, needs to be explained, else, you will be passed off as a phony or someone who lacks empathy. “Oh, so you DO use emoticons, therefore, you could have an emotional streak.” This is how we infer the emotional nature of an individual now.
Stillness reveals the secrets of eternity- Lao Tzu.
My day starts at 6am. I do the breathing exercise for 5 minutes before I get out of bed. I love my king size breakfast. I rustle up a planned breakfast every day. Mostly salads, doused in seeds and olive oil and a whole glass of fruit or vegetable juice. I have been on an organic diet for a really long time. It helps me keep chronic ailments at bay. I look at the silver lining of a good routine despite challenges.
This is my routine. I get better at it everyday. At least, I am not running inside the hamster’s cage, day in and day out. I don’t feel the onus to deal with the daily grind of compulsions. I retain my natural, spontaneous, spur-off-the-moment independence. I wouldn’t give away my sense of freedom for million dollars or the mousetrap of true love. I do miss people and socializing daily. I would love that too, but my love for ideas is high!! Higher than the need of finding a middle ground that trammels my sacred religion of being free spirited. I don’t give a dime to epochal thinking, or doing something with the intent of creating an epic. I cannot miss the pleasure out of doing things I love.
Freelancing, working from home, afflicts social life, but you do not miss out on the rich inner world. You might communicate more with birds and plants than humans everyday. The ‘Me’ time becomes so potent, you develop a strong reason to shut down the rigmarole and the mundane small talk. I have never been the small talk kind of a person. Though, it is an ice breaker in any conversation. My self absorption with ideas has taken over social life. I jot down, write, read, sketch, cook, clean, and create.
I have a heavy breakfast and lunch light. I love cooking for myself, as well as people I love. There is true joy in doing that. I think, I have come so far because I have not given up holding on to good dietary habits. I am a massive foodie. But, I prefer not to get into temptation habits, not cause of self righteousness, but for the love of my own well being.
Then my work starts at 7am or 9am, depending on random stuff I choose to do early morning. Sometimes it could be a morning walk, or listening to music, or grooming plants, or just sitting still. Stillness is vital to me. I have a dislike to be shaken up. I, especially, like my mornings quiet. Then goes on the roster of things planned ahead of the day. Writing, mostly. I pen thoughts for myself and also take up the technical and mundane formats of writing as a part of my daily work.
This has been a long, unwinding journey having its own pitfalls. But, in all the chaos, peace, and a motley of incidents, my yearning for a disciplined life remains consistent. My core values have not changed, and nothing will change them. Nobody or nothing is so potent enough to change them. I love the pace at which I move my own life. i love it, because I get to choose the pace of my own life, in the case of happiness as well as adversity. I love it that I am incapable of being pushed for anything that does not coincide with who I am. No temptation of money, fame, or allure of true love is so big that it can put a veil on me. There is hardly a scope for boredom, with or without people. I am comfortable in my own skin.
Science and artistic fields may seem like oil and water. A balanced left and a right brain can dwell well in both. Steve Jobs is one of the offbeat, extraordinary examples of the left-right brain mix. A shrewd hippie, with a mind for tech, and a taste for aesthetics. Science demands logic. Creativity dwells on the magic you create with your imagination. People who choose science lead practical lives looking like an extension of humanoids. Doesn’t working with logic consistently make you impassive? But, we are human, aren’t we? We live for emotions. Those emotions reflect through family, friends, and people you love.
I think how practical can love get for these folks? They might simply work on parameters and checklists, isn’t it? when it comes to relations. The irony is, these are the kind of people who have stable relations and marriages, compared to the creative souls. Somewhere, deep down, when the practical mind is thinking well, realistically, it makes the other person’s life easy. Isn’t it? We, creative folks, live so deeply, intoxicating our minds with intensity, we give it a crown of madness and chaos, and call it free living. Doesn’t that completely defy the very meaning of free living?
Come to think of, creativity lies in science too. Music and art are made in numbers, format, and structure. Isn’t this the practical side of creativity? When designing smartphones, gadgets, the aesthetics are looked into. Now that, most certainly is the look and feel of a gizmo created with art in mind. So, what’s the facade about? What’s with the snobbery of science? We artists really have to learn to behave ourselves, and not be so open and expressive, expressing ourselves individualistically. But, that takes away the whole point of being a creative person. ‘Expressionism,’ the art of articulating yourself without the stain of pretense. Aren’t there more junkies in artistic fields, and it seems to be the norm? But, doesn’t art require balance too?
Madness and unruliness is not an excuse to be artistic. Likewise, being restrictive and reticent is not synonymous to science. Pragmatism is a feeling too, as long as it does not go to the extremes. It then becomes programmed and manufactured emotion, in its extremes. Sometimes, I feel, why these folks can’t feel so deeply. Because, when practical living seeps in, there is that uncompromising, self righteous, rigidity; and art is about flexibility. This goes to say, you can’t get into science without having a utility based thinking. You can’t get into art without being outrageous sometimes, you are allowed to be vile and offensive, if only there is a deep gumption that turfs out the vile and the sickening roots of conventional wisdom.
After drinking black coffee for a really long time, I switched to herbal tea when it felt like there were coffee streams running in my blood vessels. My caffeine addiction ceased to zero. Once in a while I smell the freshly grounded coffee and add chocolate syrup to the black coffee, so you cannot call it black coffee anymore.
Green tea has been in the list of my daily intake. So, I tried as many flavors as available. The cinnamon, lemon, mint, tulsi, and more blends. Then I tried black tea. I found black tea to have boosting my metabolism than green tea. I also tried the jasmine, Apple,Hibiscus,peach, apricot, and the fruit flavored teas. They make you feel lighter.
Women do not need empowerment if they follow their instincts and waive the habit of second-guessing their hunch. “Directness in action,” ain’t a virile attribute anymore. When they start thinking for their own needs, without being a martyr, they exemplify being the stronger gender.
Being guided by intuition
Did you ever have a hunch about something and you dismissed it by rationalizing it? Did you feel better when you chose to survey your perceptions? It felt right, didn’t it, being guided by intuition? That is one of the risks we dare to take without being skeptical about it. When we work on what feels right and take action, that is when we emerge from being a cliche.
“Taking action,” is not a manful propriety. It is a bold chance independent women take as a result of having strong conviction. When autonomy becomes your sole prerogative, it gives women lesser odds of permitting smacks of abuse of any kind.
Assertiveness comes from a mere ability to say ‘No.’ A firm, polite, ‘No,’ to matters that do not coincide with your principles, beliefs or gumption. Women often feel guilty to upset anyone and sacrifice their chance to stand up for themselves. This lack of self-assurance is a gateway of being abused, deepening further into a web of emotional traps.
Assertiveness saves you from being sent on guilt-trips and vain vacations. This quality guards you against dissembling and manipulative people. When you listen to your gut, and assert yourself in any situation, you radiate into a stronger person.
Being directed by emotional intelligence
Emotional intelligence is our will to analyse our feelings from a neutral standpoint. That way, we are neither being biased nor wallowed into self-pity. By thinking of solutions, to improve us internally, and learn to give life a fair chance without being dramatic.
It is a way of life that is bound to transform us into someone better, eventually. It makes our judgement sound and our wisdom solid.
It helps us positively. It helps us weigh situations fairly. Having emotional intelligence does not make us hard-hearted but rather compassionate. It helps us take care of ourselves, both, internally and externally. It helps us create balance in ourselves and our relations by positively moulding our emotions.
Speaking your mind
There is more honesty in straightforwardness than diplomacy and white lies. While being brutally honest might not be considered kind, sugar-coating even grievous issues gives the impression of being a pretender or being feeble-minded.
Either ways, it does not resolve any conflicts and bring well-founded solutions. Being assertive is speaking your mind in a way that is not offensive and at the same time honest.
Sometimes there are situations where you have to do a little more than speaking your mind, be bold and take the bull by its horns!
Being bold and adventurous
Wearing what you want, pursuing what you like without giving heed to what anyone else thinks is being bold and adventurous. It’s a conviction and faith in your choices you make without the need of affirmations.
Sometimes people enjoy dragging you down only because they fail to venture and explore themselves. They will try to put you in the vas of a stereotype. But, you know yourself too well to let it affect you.
Women who take these risks at the cost of being labelled and still stay strong in their conviction are true examples of independent women. She could be a housewife, a waiter or a Ceo. Independent women are not synonymous to being financially independent alone but to think on your feet and think for yourself at any point of time, in any given situation.
5 wise risks independent women take in life. Being independent does not always mean financial independence. It means taking charge of your own life in order to make firm, reasonable decisions. Whether you are working or not, nobody can take the autonomy away from you. Nobody can validate you, except you!
Its says be a part of the change and tell us,how you will Ring the bell-I’m tempted to say ding dong or tring tring.lol.but on the serious note-just ring the bell and run away.Okay now,seriously speaking seriously.. :p okay,im serious..no more sticking out da tongue.. 😛 ..okay,hmm..sush brain,this is a serio..USsss post…
I would like to tell all those people who can read,please stop getting influenced on the ‘bhartiya nari’ concept watching those ‘mindeating’ soap-operas,you could watch operas and feel the essence of beautiful emotions that enhance your respect and understanding of women esp when you use it as an excuse to woo-women.
no,but really,im serious!
keeping a serious face and controlling my grin–bah bah my jaws are aching …
Please DONOT teach the women in your homes-daughter,sister,wife(of couse in case of wife i know you will cringe on my request,okay,u could do it with caution) to be submissive or docile.Because they are so used to being submissive and your constant reinforcements about the same made them condition themselves that thats how they are suppose to react,they will stand confused to situations of molestation or any such atrocities.TEACH THEM THE VALUE OF BEING KICKASS!!! SERIOUSLY-NO KIDDING.please do for your own sanity and their safety.
Encourage women to speak their mind and not be coy and be passive-aggressive.This will strengthen their conviction.
Atrocities that happen not only physically wound a womens body but also her spirit tell her outrageously that she is weak when she is in reality the corner stone of every aspect of a man’s life at every stage!
My humble request to all family members change your very basic perception about what a women is and give her independance that makes her esteem grow stronger and think for her self.Karate and kung fu are not the only solution.Change your mind set about how you treat a women and make the men in your family know about the limitation of content they can have with women they meet in their day-to-day life!
hope my humour also did instill a deep-rooted usher for a brand new change making you open to simple perceptions.Please do try,it aint that difficult.
Toh sathiyoon revolution ki ghanti bajao– http://www.bellbajao.org/ …
“The public have an instatiable curiosity to know everything,except what is worth knowing”-Oscar Wilde.
That said tech-citizenry seem to have been bitten with a pandemic curiosity bug-looking_into_your_screen_while_you_dont_notice.If you are someone in front of the computer,regardless of where you are,you will be accompanied by a rummy sidekick-the shoulder surfer.Shoulder-surfers loves to skim through your screen and get tid-bits on your modus operandi of workflow and gain insights and stats on whats going on in your workspace.Why this info seems so vital is still non sequitur.Maybe they could re_playwrite ‘waiting for godot’ with their incomprehensible wonder on what are you doing performed in their theatre of the absurd?or mebbe they could get a wiff of your password..sly fellas 😛 .
Its absurd how our dependance on techonology has instilled in us archetype insanity and ocd that has no significance in reality,yet we are still party to such eerie behavioural traits leading to identity thefts and what not.Can social engineering change the imploring morbid curious human nature?that wants to know more about insignificant details to underpin mundannes of routine?hasnt technology pushed our vulnarabilities to a newer demented levels where we part a fraction of our time gathering unwanted information..?
I have never had pets before,coz there were not many options.I never wanted sharp-toothed,noisy pets coz I love my calm and quite.Dogs though faithful and dearly attached,gnaw furniture plus you have to train them etc etc..cats cute and high maintainance.I have always loved animals and birds but mostly prefered them at zoos coz of this main reason.I wanted something cute and cuddly and low maintainance and silent.I cant help but hopelessly adore guinea pigs.I did my bit of research before wanting to have pets.After thinking about hamsters,sheeps,squirrels,fishes,doves,ducks;I settled for guinea pigs.I prefer herbivores,coz i’m a dedicated veggie.
They are so damn cute.They take their own sweet time to trust you and then they are so affectionate.The weeking noise they make is never noisy enough to disturb you.They do that only when they need food.Basicly they make different kind of sounds only with a purpose.They love pigging on food,thats probably the reason these rodents are called pigs.They love eating all day,its their idea of fun and adorable activity.They donot know how to play with various toys.They will either stare at them or get scared and run away.They love to run and stroll and lick almost anything and everything they come across.Curious pets,a sudden big noise can startle them.I had to give them some blankets to burrow in during the time of diwali.They love burrowing.If they see some fabric or garment or even carpet,furniture, they will always go under it and hide.They enjoy doing it,its like their little type of zen meditation.
I’m so attached to them,they will never pee or poop on you.If they need to attend this duty,they will shake their butts or show some kind of restlessness.I leave them for a little while to do their business and then again pick them.They watch movies,read books with me quietly with avid curiosity.They look cutest when they yawn.They are very sensitive to your feelings.Like dogs they too are fine-tuned to your moods and emotions.If they see me doing some work,they week only once or twice and then sit quietly till they are served their food.
They have the most obedient children.I have seen my piggies little ones blindly follow whatever their adults do and eat and they do it so religiously,it makes you laugh.Any new fruit,edible must be first tested by the adult guinea pig before the little ones attempt to eat it.They always wait for their elder clan to inagurate the item before they can use.These lovely species,though they are foodies,they are never careless eaters.They know whats good for them and they eat only that.If you offer something else,they will only sniff it and go away and not even touch or go near that item as long as it lays there.Such careful,health conscious piggies they are.Theres so much to learn from them.The most well-behaved cultured pet species i have ever come across.I know i will have them for a lifetime.They are no trouble at all.They will never bit you,even if they do it,its only because they are scared,blisfully unaware of aggression towards us.Sweet tempered,lovey-dovey,authentic cuteness.
Because they have very tiny hands and super cute fingers,they cannot get violent with hands,they fight trying to hit each others mouth if the other piggie does something to piss him/her off like wake them up from sleep or accidently scratch or stamp them.Even when they fight,which is very very rare and lasts only for a couple of seconds;You just have to put a towel on fighting piggies,its enough to confuse them and silence them.They usually dont do it in front of human beings also they feel shy to drink water in front of anyone.They do it stealthly when no one is looking or in the night when its dark.I dont know why but its weird and a funny trait they have.
They do enjoy good music,esp when they get used to it,they can listen for hours without feeling scared or uncomfortable by increase in volume or change of tunes.You can easily figure out the female guinea pig just by her behaviour.Initially I thought they were both males.But only one of them started chasing the other.However the female piggie that I have has a very feminie body language,they way she sits or shows genuine interest and observes me when i’m doing house chores or watching tele.The male piggie i have is indifferent to all these things,will never bother to watch tele to take interest in the surroundings.Most of his interests are directed only towards food and female species.This is so typical,didnt expect it in guinea pigs too.Looks like all male genders are alike in all species.
They are neatness freaks of sorts.They will clean their mouth and keep cleaning themselves esp after they’re done eating or scratching or any activity.They will never share food.They are like Joey tribiani when it comes to food.The funniest part is their jumping time.When they are happy they jump on all their 4 feet ,it looks like they are having seizure but they are actually happy.They roll their heads,jump and run keep making continuous chatty noise like they are talking.When the male wants to attract his female,he rumble struts, i.e,he literally dances around her to get her attention.
They are neither smelly,nor messy or noisey.Occassionally I give them baths which they seem to enjoy and cooperate without trying to run or jump.They do get jealous when they see me petting the other one,they start grinding their teeth,you can hear it,its amusing.They make such ideal pets even if you are busy whole day.I leave them in lot of grass and some carrots and cucumber they can keep eating whole day.Its cheap,low maintainance.If you talk to them they will look at your face and pay attention to what you are saying as if trying to figure out.I can go on and all.They are so well-behaved,you dont have to train them for anything.I decided to call them Chumbi and Dumbi and their little ones itti,bitti,titti committee.Naming pets is something i didnt like doing coz i keep calling them with various names.’Tinglie’ is esp a common variety of name that i call all small creatures.They are sensitive and you have to take good care of them.All you have to do is handle them sweetly and gently and they will give you lots of love and attention.I never liked anything cute and sweet before but these sweetpeas are my exceptions,their cuteness and innocence is 100% genuine and heartfelt.They my special darlings and always will be.
Here’s my first video of my Chumbi and Dumbi that I shot for youtube, when i bought them home,enjoy!