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The author shares some practical tips to become mindful in this present era of information overload and constant surge of activities.
I struggle with the stock of ‘laundry’ I have stored in my mind. This stock of good and bad memories is piled in my mind since times immemorial. My stock gets refurbished by the everyday ‘to-do-list’, which never seems to meet the end destination. And then there is the uncountable news feed on the Apps I have downloaded, newspaper, television, movies, social media and what not. Every day and every minute, there is an overlapping. The old is being taken over by the new. The previous being layered by the current. So, I push everything old to the subconscious while making more space in the conscious mind for the new information.
The ’35 gms thing’ in my head is as old as me, but is not aging gracefully. It doesn’t wish to hang up the boots. This little big thing is still a sponge of kindergarten days. Yearning to see, stock and store all that comes its way. My mind is dense and cramped- putting a pack of sardines to shame.
Trouble did not knock at me until the recent past when I realized that I was unable to focus on my work. Each time I sat to accomplish my assignments; a haphazard thought or a random ‘forward’ would break my attention. A beep on the messenger derailed my train completely. Naïve me, I could not figure out if this was my curious mind, itching to get more information or was it the dance of distraction. While the latter excuse I had saved for my children; lack of focus or concentration was not a cause for my missed deadlines.
All a brain needs is 13 milliseconds to process an image. Imagine how many pictures a brain can process during the active hours in a day. Imagine further; how many words, conversations, movies, emotions it can process in each milli-second.
Layers of information and processing, multiple and parallel multitasking, hopping thoughts and fidgety ideas, fluctuating impulses and emotional unrest – a field day for my brain. But, its manifestation in the physical world was different. I began to go blank at some very important occasions; I started to forget things, mix-up dates and deadlines, and on some occasions even forgot the sports and dance classes for my children. I was at the end of my wits.
How do I unwind my spurted brain? Information wise, I think we are fortunate to witness Information revolution. I can’t ask my brain to stop looking, reading or observing things. If my brain smells a thing like that, my brain cells surly will degenerate before age. What do I do? I try and find a method to the madness. That’s the answer.
Err, teaches us. And so did I learn. I applied some of the above ways to tone down my jumping jack brain. Different things worked at different times for me.
Zillion thumping neurons run the functioning of my body. Brain is the data center of a lifetime. I blame my brain for seeding distraction but it’s the brain again which can bring me back from those distractions.
I realized that I should be happy that my brain is thumping with curiosity, else what good will a sleepy brain do?
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“Let’s turn back,” my husband remarked. We stood at the foot of Shravanbelagola – one of the most revered Jain pilgrimage centres. “We will not climb the hill,” he continued.
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Why is the Social Media trend of young mothers of boys captioning their parenting video “Dear future Daughter-in-Law, you are welcome” deeply problematic and disturbing to me as a young mother of a girl?
I have recently come across a trend on social media started by young mothers of boys who share videos where they teach their sons to be sensitive and understanding and also make them actively participate in household chores.
However, the problematic part of this trend is that such reels or videos are almost always captioned, “To my future daughter-in-law, you are welcome.” I know your intentions are positive, but I would like to point out how you are failing the very purpose you wanted to accomplish by captioning the videos like this.
I know you are hurt—perhaps by a domestic household that lacks empathy, by a partner who either is emotionally unavailable, is a man-child adding to your burden of parenting instead of sharing it, or who is simply backed by overprotective and abusive in-laws who do not understand the tiring journey of a working woman left without any rest as doing the household chores timely is her responsibility only.
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