What made you what you are today?

I failed to notice the dark clouds which were all storming towards me. While I was busy celebrating the light, suddenly the smoke was everywhere making it difficult for me to breathe.

No there weren’t any stars visible in the dark which those inspirational quotes claim about. An unwanted and unexpected moment not willing to pass at all. I was confused.

I asked myself that were my eyes even open because I couldn’t see anything. Though I could feel something surrounding me with all the bad vibes.

I could hear it cursing with a promise that it won’t leave me for a long time now. And will stay and make things difficult for me everyday for many more days ahead.

But right when I was about to give up I reflected upon myself & my journey so far. I realised that I have always been moulded by those who built me as well as the ones who have broken me. These days shall pass too. And it will again mould me into something new.

So what made you what you are today?

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

 

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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?

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

An open letter to the man who screamed KARMA everyday after that day!

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Dear Stakeholder of Karma, 

Every night I tasted my own tears while thinking about all those unvisited snowfall that completed you without me.

I woke up to several nightmares where a family of so called open-minded demons kept teaching you how to curse instead of prioritising your love for me.

When it all ended you looked happy but when I moved for my happiness you offered me the unexpected vision of my character.

And you gave those demons the power to crash me and burn what you failed protect & preserve.

Where were you while the demons pushed me to sink in my own miseries?

You were standing right there pretending to be in love.

I failed to notice that you were willfully suffocating me & screaming karma from within.

You were a gateway for all the demons to enter my weaknesses.

To the one who is screaming karma everyday, kindly celebrate the death of my existence.

(based on a real life incident submitted to #tfu__ : submit your stories for copy-editing to talesforeveruntold@gmail.com)

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. 🌻

Women from the hills are women in the position or power.🌻

 

 

 

 

 

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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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Diwali Vacation – Back to Mumbai! 🌻

Time really changes, along with us and our situations.
I’ve noticed some change within me and within those people whom I used to come across regularly before and the way I deal with the things today and how bold I could be. 

Suddenly the tables are turned and I exist everywhere. 

But now I question myself that do I really need all of this? I don’t really know how to answer this but I know what I really don’t need anymore. 

So I want to go back far to that place beautiful, that teached me how life should be treated. 

If there is any story that I wouldn’t want to leave incomplete, it would only be all about my fellowship. 

I’m blessed & this is why I am a Gandhi Fellow. 

Though I’m back to Mumbai for my vacation but sooner will be leaving toward Rajasthan for our Boot Camp. 

And after that will travel a little more toward the lap of Himalayas where the work will be back on track. 

Have a Happy Diwali! 🌻

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