I believe there is something magical in everything we touch, everything we see in our day to day lives. And this magic multiplies by at least five dozen when it comes to food.
For starters (no, we arent talking about the start of a 3-course meal here), there’s the distinct aroma that emanates from freshly cooked food. Who could resist stepping into Pizza Hut after falling prey to its aroma? Yes, it does hunt you down. Even in your dreams sometimes.
Then, there’s the touch. How different do all food items feel to the touch. I love everything from the watery graininess of a slice of watermelon to the gooey I’ll-mess-up-your-hands feel of your favorite Ferrero pastries. I mean, what’s not to like there?
Now if you get my drift, I know you can do the math about food’s magical effects on our other senses too. But the point here today I’d like to make is the pointlessness of claiming that you are bored of a particular type of food. I just heard someone say “Kanda poha (a traditional and oh-so-yummy Indian dish) should be abolished ‘cuz it’s boring now.” Are you sure you won’t miss it when it’s gone?
Food is truly magical in every sense. If you learn to apply your senses to everything that is served to you as a meal/snack, you will see how wonderful a gift any kind of food is. Trust me, it works. Use this trick and you will never fall out of love with food again. And hey, don’t forget to be thankful for the magic ❇⭐🌟
Do you seek constant approval from people? Do you want to be liked/loved by everyone around you? Do you put your thoughts, energies and feelings into this? If yes, then could you please take some time off to think why you are so into gaining all-round approval? Why, you may ask. Let me tell you why: It’s just not too healthy.
I am not saying that accepting any kind of criticism from people is unnecessary. No. People who really matter to you – your close friends, your family, your manager – their opinions do matter. Cuz they contribute, in one way or another, to shape you into the person you are. But the one who sits next to you in a train, your cubicle neighbor at work who talks loudly, the team that gossips in hush-hush tones behind you 9 out of the 9.5 odd hours you spend at work? No, their thoughts and opinions don’t actually matter.
Invest your energy and beliefs into loving yourself, loving your body, mind and soul. Look into your heart and do what it tells you. Work wholeheartedly toward achieving your dreams. Just do everything to make your life happy and fulfilling. Just remember to never hurt someone in the process and you are well on the way to be a better life ninja. Power to you.
“Demi Moore and Ashton Kutcher get divorced!” “Nicole Kidman and Tom Cruise split!”
And why not spread the news? They are such colorful people! So, true.
But just look at those couples. They look so happy and perfect together!
Agreed they are in the film biz but I am sure they wouldn’t be overjoyed about having news of their split splashed across the media. Imagine the pain of separation coupled with the humiliation when news spreads and the media barge in with shameless questions!
I agree we all love these said glossies, but maybe, just maybe, we should let them have their moments of privacy when they are with each other and more so when they split. They are humans too – with real feelings. Don’t they deserve this much at least?
I have always been a health freak. “Oh, is this unhealthy?! I am not eating it!” “Oh, donuts cause cancer? I don’t want them!” (Note: I might make an exception with the latter one on particular occasions). But there was a phase in my life when I decided I wanted a flatter tummy and that, maybe, skipping a meal might do the trick. Of course, the meal that got picked was breakfast—an easy choice considering the rush we all are in to reach work on time every morning. This was a bit tough on poor Mr. Tummy but hey, who asked him to get bigger than he was supposed to be in the first place?!
So that’s how started a month of skipping breakfast coupled with Yoga (like a Yoda). I am proud of the fact that I could still focus on work despite an empty stomach, but then the tummy size remained the same. And to add it to it, I developed pain in the lower left side of my abdomen. No, things weren’t looking good.
So then, the brainchild of skipping a meal was discarded. For good. Now, I am an advocate of regular exercise and a balanced meal. With this combo, I have actually lost more weight than before, and Mr. Tummy has gone back to being his old, lovable self once again. And now, I know the importance of having a good breakfast. Allow me to share some basic things I learnt from my own experiences (yes, experience IS a fantastic teacher!)
For all of you who love yourselves, it is safe to start falling in love with your breakfast (and those who don’t love yourselves, you better start loving yourselves first). This is one meal that actually helps to accelerate your metabolic rate—and if you love looking fit like me, I know you love to hear the word “metabolism” too. You actually allow your body to feel pampered and happy if you chomp down on a healthy breakfast. The meal’s a mood elevator, trust me on this one. So what should you ideally treat your body with in the form of a morning meal? Something that stimulates your body and provides you with enough energy to survive the day with a smile on your face (Yes, you will need a dose of positivity for the smile bit, but maybe that could be covered in another post). My favorite breakfast picks are brown-bread peanut butter sandwiches, breakfast muffins and muesli with milk or yogurt. Choose something that suits your palate—just ensure that it’s healthy. And don’t forget to fall in love with your breakfast!
Style is about elan. Style is about dignity. Style is about intimacy. Style is about intenseness. Style is about allurement.
Have you visited those Egyptian museums? Well, I haven’t. But, that’s not the point. The point is, have you seen the goodies they used to bury with the bodies of the ancient Egyptians? Don’t you think they believed in being stylish, then? Style has always mattered to the human race. I have seen photographs of the kind of head dresses that got buried with some of these bodies. Man, way too stylish for us to carry off. And, probably, THAT is exactly why they decided to carry those items with them when they got transferred to the other side. Why leave it behind for us, when we would not have the guts to use it? Fair enough. The human character has a natural bent toward self embellishment. The ancient Egyptians believed in catering to the said bent.
This is a trait prominent in all of us. Yeah, don’t deny it. You have the need to be fashionable in you too. And, this internal urge to look your best and the desire to don a new look on and off is the target of the fashion world that churns profits in jillions. Smart, aren’t they?
I know you can relate to what I am saying. I am sure you have an anecdote to share with your friends that will talk about what clamant drives you get every other month to get your hairstyle changed, revamp your wardrobe or even get shoes of another color. I got my hair straightened more than a year back as it didn’t look stylish enough when it was wavy (aah, me!) I don’t say I regret doing it, ‘cuz hey, it still looks stylish. I wake up in the morning and my hair still looks set. Like that of a celebrity. Don’t we all like to look like celebrities in our own little way?! *Cough Cough*
Another urge I am not proud of is this need to raid my favorite mall every month to spend on clothes and other “cool” stuff. I have no idea what I want to buy. I just want to.
Now, I don’t think we can altogether kill this urge to be stylish. All we can do is try and use our older stuff more fashionable and add on to our style quotient. Maybe I can talk about this in my next blog. So, till then, keep it stylish! Keep it alive! And, keep feeding the voracious style demon within you!
We are humans. Mere mortals. Not all of us are born craving for hard-to-comprehend literature. When I was a kid, I used to crave for reading material that made complete sense to me – comics. What did I like about them then? The color and images. Isn’t it surprising that we never found it hard to focus on comics? I admit, I used to enjoy reading my textbooks…but put comics beside them and I would never look at the school stuff a second time. I thank my mom for introducing me to comics and showing me that there is more to books than just “yawn.”
Reading doesn’t always have to be something “that is approved by literature critics.” Read what gives you joy. Pick up anything that is written. Author, no bar. If you are a parent and your aim is to get your kid reading, comics are THE answer. As kids, our mind cries out for a medley of things that keep us happy and…not bored. And let’s face it, comics DID give us the potpourri that we looked for.
If someone argued that comics are impractical and are aimed to entertain just kids, I would throw them off the cliff. OK, I many not be THAT violent in real life, but I may have a mental picture of me doing so. Why, you ask, am I so passionate about comics? Well, of the many reasons I can state, the top-most in my mind is how appropriate it is to use comics for communication. As someone who handles communication for her firm, I know the importance of communication that is taken seriously by everyone.
If you are still not convinced, allow me to draw up a few more advantages I can think of. Here goes. The complicated technology (which, I admit, is relatively simplified now) that you need to develop videos is not something you require to give birth to engaging comics. Illustrations have a humanness of their own, don’t you think? A characteristic that is profusely attractive compared to camera shots. What’s more, with comics, even if you forget to leave a bookmark where you left off, you could always easily come back to the page and take off on a wondrous journey of fun. The combo of depiction and ideas has claim to more than your attention. It is powerful enough to take charge of your imagination.
Human clans have always had a weakness for stories, haven’t they? Add a pinch of comicalness to those stories, and voila! It’s the perfect dish to cure you of boredom! Yeah, you can thank me later for sharing the recipe.
What according to you constitutes a life-changing personal trip? I think it would be a trip that would lead you to inner peace. Yes, THAT inner peace that our favorite Panda (the Kung Fu one) talks about on and off. There are various methods that you could follow to find the calmness and harmony that you crave for…and trust me, the path to inner peace is an alluring one. And this era…this time period, I think, is just the perfect one to set out to find that peace and gain the kind of broad-mindedness that would be an asset to possess.
I’ve often wondered why people attempt to bypass moments of quiet – moments when they are alone with no one to disturb them – and feel uneasy in such situations. Why do they need others to make them feel happy and content? Often people try to beat being alone by turning on the television, blasting their radio loudly, or most recently, by playing their iPods and mp3 players. Being totally alone is a completely unthinkable task for most of us.
When I researched on the WWW, I found that many people report to have thought that they had found inner peace only to get disproved later on. You think you have found your comfort zone somewhere and are safe in it. But is that what you were actually born to do? Be safe? I think not. Personally, I believe that if you stick to your comfort zones now and do not feel the want to move out of it, you are fooling yourself into believing that you have found inner peace. The journey to inner peace can’t be that easy. You HAVE to have the voluntariness to step out and enjoy all the emotions ever created by God. Be the person who bites the bullet on the way sometimes and still moves ahead like a champion. For if we do not venture out, how can you get to know who you really are?
Having said that, have I found inner peace? Maybe. Because I dare to gamble in life and take on its challenges head on. There is more to be learnt, but I am sure life will teach me that “more” in the years ahead. Here’s to life and all its pains, gains, and emotions!