The Social Media Menace.

 

Happiness is clearly misunderstood in today's social media planet. People presume with all surety that a person has a "happening" life when the LIKES they receive is at a minimum 100+ and if  their profile pics look like duck faced reptiles in lordly BGs. Happiness to me is when my heart is light, void of confusion, stress and pain. It might seem simple but the path to it is not. From the little understanding I have of life, (I believe one can never get to understand life holistically) the things that matter will be people in our real lives and only the real people matter. 

There is enough ado about being the social media king and queen but who really gives? I mean seriously, your remembrance of them in their entire lives will not equal the time you spend drinking up a not-so-tasty cup of coffee. You're that irrelevant. Every person needs to identify what is important to him or her in their online social circuit and use it to their advantage and not try to fit in 'everywhere'. It should be decided in the light of self-improvement, knowledge-gaining, humour seeking and harmlessly entertaining.

Last week I read that a 17 year girl committed suicide because her parents admonished her for spending long hours in Facebook. From when did Facebook become THAT important that it out ruled every sensible reason that should not be out ruled? I used to abuse social media later to realise its not taking me anywhere. I got wasted as a person. Like I always say, all things need to be taken in moderation and with a grain of salt. 

With conviction, you gain perspective and its never late; cause this menace will not have a full stop unless it begins with you.

That Night in the Rains

 

We were at the hapless Domino's that night wrapping up our dinner and suddenly heard the thundering of the
sky, before we could settle to the thought it might rain, there was a downpour. The sound of the heavens clashing and a scintillating weather that wearied almost every mundane weariness was a beauty. We could not even stand there at the entrance of that eating joint to watch the rains as the heavy dews were ferocious.

After restlessly waiting about 7-12mins, my husband proposed something. In a jiffy we were outside embracing the spine chilling Niagara and was thoroughly drenched before we could fully get down the stairs on to the parking lot. I felt the top layer of my skin benumb as the refrigerating winds chilled me to my bone. Though I complain so much, it was a phenomenal 20 minutes ride I may not forget (I don't trust my memory though :P). My husband accelerated his bike and went on against the deluge wooting and making excitable noises shuddering off his numbness and tingling. Being a pillion, I took maximum comfort hiding behind my husband's vast shoulders, holding my hands together prayerfully and sneakily looking up even as my jaws kept kicking each other in continuous rhythm.

The ride was exhilarating. The raindrops felt like dragon clonks, poking and hitting our eyes, forehead, face and everywhere. Our vision got blur as the torrents evaded our focus making us lose direction even as the black clouds got darker. With much haste and careful judgement we rode home ardently. My husband thoroughly enjoyed the ride and I enjoyed admiring him even as he got impishly eccentric watching the rains and drenching himself in its sleet with sheer joy. Its so true that the young at heart are the ones who can laugh at anything and enjoy even the little things in life.

I felt magical. There was a new-found love for my husband as I watched him choosing to get wet and wanting me to be a part of this rhapsody. That night in the rains inched me closer to his love, making my marriage a little more stronger.

What Jesus did in my Life.

By Confessing the Power in the Blood of Jesus,

* I have gotten over continuous guilt and condemnation
* Been healed of sicknesses and ailments
* Received deliverance from sinful pleasures
* Received grace to complete my tasks promptly and perfectly
* Have forsaken bad attitude and awry characters
* Helped in overcoming lofty thinking, pride, bitterness, anger and lust
* Received peace of mind, body and soul
* Helped me appreciate and value even small little blessings
* Has made me grateful for the things I have
* Taught me to trust in the Lord at all times
* Encouraged me in times of distress and peril
* Received new hope and comfort

I am sorry Pa.

I can hear the sobs in my heart,
The thoughts in my head are reeling
My spirit within is turbulent and my
heart is aching in despair.

I did not mean it dad,
My folly took over me,
You are the synonym of love and affection,
I can never think of you bad.

I was in a cheery mood and said something.
I did not think enough,
I was obviously an idiot.
But I wish you'd know me enough.

Sorry seems to be the smallest word right now
How much ever I mean it.
A hurting word certainly cannot be taken back,
Even if it was for fun & without any faulty intention

But I want you to know daddy,
I will never repeat it again,
Never Ever,
You can trust me on that.

Because I have no life without your love.
I can do no thing without your blessing.
I am sorry daddy,
I really am.

If Only Chocolates were Men

She thinks food, grabs a chocolate
She feels bored, grabs a chocolate

She's disturbed, grabs a chocolate
She's relaxed, grabs a chocolate

She feels betrayed, grabs a chocolate
She feels lost, grabs a chocolate

She feels good, grabs a chocolate
She feels not-so-good, grabs a chocolate

She's delighted, grabs a chocolate
She's depressed, grabs a chocolate


She thinks sex, grabs a chocolate. 
She thinks chocolate, grabs a chocolate

..and I've *not* been having chocolates for a while now, and I am she.
This is life.

Zero Motivation.

I find myself in this state more often. My understanding of motivation is to have the will to accomplish. I have the will, but I haven't accomplished...yet.

Does that mean my motivation is not good enough? Who motivates who? Whoever motivates, I see no change. I agree and realise, yet nothing. Nothing because there is no act. This is where I completely fail on following the famous marketing principles of planning, organising, implementing and controlling. I don't do these things. 

Because its too much work you know. So I am not only motivated enough, but also dead lazy, mmmm. I just carry this grave disbelief that I can never achieve. This is sad, yes it is. When I am so sure of what I am, I should may be stop trying.

Wait, may be I should try harder. May be someday I can add a One before the zero and give myself the benefit of being zero motivated once. Or.., whatever!

Love Conquers All Things.

Ours was a prototypical arranged marriage. We did NOT fall in love at first sight. Our first SMS, online chat, voice call, meeting, basically *all of our firsts* was quite less than a disaster. After a month's time we got married. We were not even engaged, swam into nuptials in less than 2 months from our first meeting. My husband (as I love to call him) has all the characteristics of a hero from a top selling romantic novel. No! I am not lying. He is tall, handsome, extremely kind, polite, decent, compassionate, affectionate, la la la la la.. Right now we've been married for almost 90 days, when I look back at the past days I've spent with him, I feel surreal. It has been an amazing life-altering joyride. We are good for each other but we didn't click. Yes, you heard me right. 

When I think of him, I see in him every quality I wish I had. He is such an admirable human being, a very responsible son, buddy like brother, soul mate type friend, a stand-by cousin and a wonderful son-in-law. With him its always play, laughter, outing, shopping, strolls at the beach, eating at a fancy restaurant, unwinding long drives, bike rides in the pouring rain, late night movies, and everything that makes my heart light and merry. He is a dream for most women and I am thankful to God I can live a dream. 

We are certainly not the same type and issues started cropping up between us from left right and centre. Contentions with no value and strifes that seemed endless. We felt practically impossible to live with so much of hurt that was inching to animosity each day. We stopped and looked around at the people we knew - friends, family, colleagues, friend's friends and the society at large and thought of the misery they all go through. We realised how blessed we are to be provided with all the luxuries of life and we looked at each other with eyes of faith, trust, genuine respect and love and decided to put behind the bitterness. We couldn't stop falling in love with each other and our love grew fonder with every passing day. We chose to consider the intention in each others hearts and not mere words or actions.

We chose to see what mattered and not what was visible. No wonder, love stood tall in our hearts.