A modern way to say grace : Click a picture of Food

 

Monkey vs Generation

Is it true that humans don’t pray to God before eating anymore but take pictures of food instead?

On my visit to one City, a lady at the cafeteria laughed out loud at the sight of me. And it was obvious because monkeys appear funny to humans. Little did she know that I was not dancing but trolling over her husband’s Instagram dedication. I was also wondering if he had taken any efforts to wash his hands before eating.

A modern way to Thank God for the food they eat. And whom do they pray to? Social Media!

By the time they click and upload the picture, if the food is cold then anything on the table isn’t worthy. If there are food bloggers and also those who want to share the yum-yum with others things are justified because that’s a quick art. But there’s a time and place for everything right?

 

Any way! When I see food, I eat food. See you!

Vipassana Retreat : Power of isolation.

With my first Vipassana retreat I tasted silence and solitude. Several months before I moved from Mumbai to Uttarakhand to find some peace. To escape the regular life and contribute in the rural community. While I worked between the cold & misty mountains I decided to travel to Jaipur for a Vipassana course. Not only for meditation but in search of some answers to my misery. And look where I found the key, within myself. 
Dhamma Thali Vipassana Centre demands us to remain silent for 10 days, without talking to anybody one must meditate the whole day, eat plain food & isolate itself deeply. 

Being a proportionate explorer I could see myself getting down in life after seeing the mess in myself. 

It wasn’t that easy because just like some, I am a complicated person with tangled cycle of thoughts. I have always been writing stories and verses to entangle my own miseries. But here I learned to accept the same without giving any feeling or any label of craving or aversion. 

Yes! I felt like running away the very next day. The first few days was a jail experience. If I knew I could then I would have surely left the place. 

I had several people around me who followed the course rules of not even passing gestures to each other. Disconnecting myself from everyone and technology was not difficult but being unable to share the outbreak made me feel weak. Who knew it was making me strong. I kept smiling because I wanted the same to reflect between the people in the same journey. And started stitching stories inside my mind. 

Unfolding some tales turned unnecessary. The baggage of this untold experiences ain’t heavy either. 

Letting go of many unwholesome beliefs and habits that had set boundaries, one becomes aware of the body and the mind. Mostly the interaction between the two. Because we are usually busy distracting ourselves so we can’t see or readily face some difficult truths about life and death, joy and suffering, karma and chaos etc. 

This will change – This is what I learned, experienced & will follow that nothing is permanent. And also that I am not going to perform any good only for others to think I’m good. But for myself to feel good. 

The experience is different for everyone. Some take a dive into deep peace, some barely are able to get the hang of it. But this course isn’t demanding. It believes in giving to all those who can accept. I did and I’m happy. I suggest you all the same. 

The best stories will be curated when you will have no pen or paper on you.  
Have a happy reading & meditation. 🌻

It’s more than a sprained ankle.

So this is a post by a home-sick attention seeker. 🌻

It’s more than a sprained ankle.🤕 

It took me a good scooter fall to really know where I stand. It doesn’t get easier because I crave all the attention and caring. More than the wounds the fact that I am alone hurts me more. 👪

Surviving with the maybes and probablys and could-bes and still unable to convince myself for a better reason to stay in the hills. 💙 
I realized the worth of many relations today. 

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It was a shooting star! 🌠

Little Maroon Riding Hood 🌻

It just happened a night before while I left from the boys hostel to reach my hostel. 

This Mumbai-City-Partner of mine planned to drop me. On our way toward his bike I stopped to stare at the sky. I was dazzled with the constellation right when he was about to share the same feeling. 
So I explained him about my lucky stars, three that are vertically aligned and 4 that are misplaced into a triangle. 

Any wish that you make when these sets are visible together will come true and after telling this to him we paused to make a wish.
As soon as we opened our eyes and he spoke about a set of bear structured stars we saw something crazy. 

YES! A shooting star. ( I know this ain’t my first time but still a moment of Yay! )
It’s always fun with you buddy. ( This image is from our trip for baseline test in the government schools ) 

#tfu__ #talesforeveruntold #fellowshipdiaries #himalayas 

In search of Enlightenment?

Enlightenment & Peace?
  Aren’t these supposed to be strong words and expectations from life?

All our life we have been searching for the answers that are mostly within us. If we choose to walk on a path that leads us toward an authentic living, we’ll surely find our souls empty of questions. 🌻

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