Hero In Your Mind

My family has a pet dog who is a labrador, named Arya after Arya Stark of Game of Thrones. Each of our family members loves her and is grateful for her presence. While we enjoy her tantrums, she is peculiar as she is disinterested in food and wants us to feed her, no matter how delicious the food is. I treat her as my sibling, miss her the most when I'm away from home, and enjoy her tantrums when with her. So, feeding her is an extra job apart from taking her to walks, bathing her, cleaning the mess she makes, and buying supplies for her. Thus, we divided the tasks among ourselves as it is everybody's responsibility to take care of her. About a couple of days ago, I took her along with me to my older sibling's place to meet her on her birthday. Though I had slept late that night, I woke up early, took her to walk, and got breakfast ready to feed her since she is used to specific timing for walking and breakfast. She refused to come near the bowl and started to growl wh

On average, a human spends one-third of his/her lifetime, working. It approximately translates to 90,000 working hours. 90,000 hours!  Don't you think it's a staggering figure? As a child when someone asks what we want to become, the child knows no bounds and says that he/she wants to become something that absolutely fascinates him/her. The twinkle in those children's eyes, the absolute commitment, and contentment in those words can make us absolutely enthralled. Why do we lose that sparkle as we grow up? 'You'll earn over $200k a year if become XYZ,' they said. ' You must learn Python to survive through the next decade,' they said. 'Become a data scientist,' they said. THEY SAID. If you don't feel excited to describe your job role to someone, or you do your job just to make a living or just working for the role or brand of the organization that you can put up on your resume expecting it to help you land into another job you d

Who doesn't love sale? It makes the things we have been planning to buy, affordable. The red hoardings with 'SALE' written on them in bold and the advertisements that prompt us to rush to the store to not miss the products we love, create an urge and make us overwhelmed. It's a great deal between consumers and capitalists as the consumers get to buy things at lower prices and capitalists get to clear the lot which seem to be not sold anymore at the specific rate (number of products sold/ unit of time) and/or specific price. The motive of a producer to sell a product at discounted price is apparently to bring in new products and earn more profits. No capitalist sells his/her products at discounted price because he/she loves the consumers. Yet, it's a win-win situation. Here in Jaisalmer, I'm working for improving Student Learning Outcome of the students in government schools. Jaisalmer is as big as Kerala, but has density of population as low as 19 persons/ s

I've been visiting the rural areas of Jaisalmer district, Rajasthan for over a couple of months now in which I visited a single village for one whole month. Most of the kids attend the same school along with their siblings. A kid is enrolled in school at the age of six but are allowed to attend school even before that. Kids younger than the age of six attend school and learn from their environment and are not actually taught. I adore sibling relation, be it of opposite sex or same sex. But the relation I found remarkable here was older sister and younger brother relationship. Most of these sibling pairs do not have much age difference between them. Typically it is two to four years. But what would stun you is how much the girl cares for her brother. She literally becomes a mother for her brother at such a tender age. She studies while she caters to the needs of her brother and even the little boy follows her everywhere she goes to. I find no words to describe that unadulterated l

It is 1.30 a.m. and can you guess what or who I'm thinking about? Trust me, I've been thinking of a man who passed away 14 years and 26 days ago. I was a nine year old kid while he expired, which I would say was not even the age to understand a person or what death meant in this world. Though I haven't spent much time with him, he is the one I relate to myself the most. I don't really have any analytical explanation for this sense of belonging. Thinking of him, surfaced a couple of incidents narrated by my mom and aunt. As always, I would like to get into both of their shoes to narrate the incidents. Early 2000's  It's just another hectic day at the office only to come back home to do household chores and manage children. One of them is nine and the other twelve. Whatever I'm today is because of the education I pursued and the job I earned. What can I say about life? It is constant hustle at office and house while aspiring to build a new house. Though m

While I had the trait of voicing out my opinions right from my childhood, there are times that I stayed calm even when something was troubling me. I assumed both Type A and Type B persons' traits. A: The one who doesn't believe his/her voice doesn't matter. The one rather prefers to stay calm rather than deny or challenge the other person who is causing trouble in some way. The one who'd rather be a silent victim than face it. B: If something doesn't align with what they believe, they question. They ask for what they want. They stammer, yet are loud. As humans, we want to feel belonged and any disturbance caused  in the process of becoming one among everybody is excruciating. To stand out from the crowd means being a criminal. Forget the criminal act, what if you're ridiculed or mocked at? You might also lose the advantage that you're to receive if the other person's view is denied. Gauging all we might lose and fearing all the unfavourable circums

There were times when people adhered and lived by their ideas, social norms and customs. And, we started calling it 'culture'. In India, especially in the past, a foreigner would have experienced a cultural shock for every hundred miles s/he traveled. Such was the case in most of the continents. But the only downside of the diversity was that people were less open to other cultures and considered their own culture as the supreme one. There was celebration within the people of one culture but not between cultures. But what do humans do? Evolve. A human is said to be more evolved than he was a year ago or just yesterday. Thanks to the technology and globalization that made the strings that are connecting all of us stronger and making us more unified. In the process of amalgamation of cultures, we forgot the distinctiveness of each culture. What we adhere to now is totally chaotic to persons we had been as children and what we are being as adults (Refers to the people born in

As I retrospect, there are few thoughts I started adhering to because of the tough times that had come on my path. Tough times could be different in different people's lives. It could range from your work not being recognized to being overloaded with work. Also from, almost dying to worrying about the acne that just popped up. It is rude to judge other's own pain. It could be a tiny thing to you but it is obviously something gigantic to the person experiencing it. If there was a universal way to categorize what pain is inconsiderable or what pain is excruciating, there would be no psychiatrists on this planet. I really think that the term 'healing' is misinterpreted. To some, throwing up their whole responsibility on someone is healing and this especially happens in intimate relationships. To some, complaining or getting addicted to a thing or feeling is healing. If someone or something could heal your pain, what are you here for? It is dubious to believe that som

One of my friends shared life story of her grandmother. It is so much heartfelt that it kindled the spirit in me to continue write articles on my blog. I dedicate this post to the loveliest granny who unleashed conventional definition of life and that friend who shared this stuff with me. I am writing down this article putting myself in her grandma's shoes and I'm certain that I wouldn't be able to do justice to her experience in words. In my sixties when I look back, there I see my husband as loving as he was while we were married. Today, all the youngsters only care about which extravagant honeymoon they would go to soon after their marriage to flaunt with their pictures on social media and just not care about sharing the same intimacy, love and trust at least after a couple of years of marriage. I wonder. I am here not just to share my love story that you would envy at but also to tell you something that changed my life forever. Typically in an unfinished gl

We all have beliefs and in extreme cases we believe something so much that it becomes principle of our life; call it conviction. Bringing this concept into limelight we can say it has both pros and cons. Let us emphasize on turning it more advantageous to yourself and for this all you have to do is avoid falling into the trap of disadvantageous conviction just by demarcating and deciphering it. We are cultivated with ideologies, through experiences and the people we meet, exist in our lives. These both sources form the strong base for what you believe in and also what you strongly believe in. So we take data from this database to judge a situation, evaluate it even at times following somebody else's perspective blindly. That is fine but having conviction for a principle not of your own conscience and blindly following it, is the proof that you fell for the prey. Another major source is the mainstream ideologies of the society. For instance if your definition of being influential

It's absolutely heart wrenching to see a newspaper article that read out ' A five year girl raped'. I've always wondered what it's like to have the sexual drag towards someone they just saw. Is it the person walks alone in spite of knowing it's dangerous. Is it because of the so called provoking attire. Is it because they look weak and vulnerable? Is it because they neither can hurt you back nor can go legally against you? If attire is to be blamed, what has a five year old girl got to do with it? If walking alone is to be blamed, what for are the terms development, advancement and civilization? It's sheer shame putting the blame on the victims rather than halting the catastrophe at the origin. It could only be another bunch of lines in the newspaper for the day, or one more. The little letters matter littler than it's size to us. Apathy? Sympathy? Dear grown-ups I'm a five year old girl Waking up to the sunshine is all I know Tantrums and g

Life was always beautiful to me and all the people around seemed nice until an incident happened and left my life in wreckage. With persistence I got over it only to get dragged down by the people again. I fought back only to lose again. I rose only to fall again. Nothing was helping. Unlike everybody who complain against the world for the doings, I indulged in myself to find faults with me and fix them up. No. That isn't helping either. Self blame isn't the solution.                                        I had the very question since the first incident happened that turned my life upside down. 'Why doesn't the world seem to be as beautiful as it is before? Why? Did the world change or my perspective towards it did? Why is everything eventually becoming a misery that is drowning me down?' Do you have an answer? Neither do I supposing that you don't. If you do, please let me know. I couldn't figure out the solution to the misery but, some facts stuck me ha

This post is out of regret of not taking the opportunity. Do you wonder what opportunity it is? Is it the opportunity to earn money or gulping down the yummiest food in the town or the place you wanted to visit? No. Absolutely not. It was the opportunity to help. Usually in India, people prefer two wheeler vehicles unlike many other countries. I rode my sister to a phone shop where I sat on my bike as she left. After wasting my energy in useless thoughts, I saw a man trying to come out of the glass door that said 'pull' from the same shop my sister had gone to. He was old. Frail. Powerless. Like typical old men he wore a dhoti and held a basic phone. However I found his face looked disheartened. I didn't know the reason. I just assumed that he didn't find the thing he came for or more likely that he didn't receive enough help; the reason I was more inclined to believe. The phone he was carrying couldn't give them more money but they could have guided him. I

I now have to thank my mom, for doing wonderful things in this beautiful world. I was not aware that I would write my first article on the blog about my mom's experience. While I was pondering over the topic, the incident which pierced through my heart and settled, came out dancing to fall into words. I'm writing down this article putting myself into my mom's shoes and that's more than exciting to me. Through the crowd I made it to reach the central compartment which is already overly filled with passengers. It was so congested and I had to stand facing the opposite person who is in his early twenties, perhaps my elder daughter’s age, there would be no room for anyone to pass by the aisle. The boy decided to make some space so that I could at least lean and there by causing no traffic. In the next station, few passengers got down. When I was about to make my move to settle down, there came about three people among which one scooped up a kid in his arm murmuring th

What does the word hero remind you of? Does it flash a picture of your childhood fantasy cartoon or anime hero? Or does it show yourself standing at the apex you had dreamed of?Hero is the synonym to accomplishment of dreams. It differs by age groups, regions and atmosphere they are grown up in. To me, being hero is being human. I would like to tell about the blog that it doesn't refer to a particular age group or region. It's for all of us. This is going to be psychological, motivating, financial help, travel, happiness, guiding, life,relationship platform. You have no idea what genre the articles come into with passage of time. It is vast spread and you can also see this blog as a problem solver. Feel free to post about anything regarding the articles or the troubles you are facing to be your kind of hero. Enough of the introduction, I suppose. (Giggling)