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Solitude is as calm as still water, fueling confidence and self-power.
Loneliness – A deep emotion that resonates among the sad, depressed and the lost? or fleeting thoughts that exist only as interludes in an otherwise happy single life?
When the chips are down and the nights are filled with tears, it is that gruelling pain that keeps you from falling asleep. Memories of the past flash before the mind with equal vigour as worries of the future. They bring with them hurtful but needless comparisons with peers who were perhaps blessed with a better life – beautiful home, boyfriend, husband, babies and all things part of the beaten track. The mind uses these to stress the fact that your life is not just different but unfortunate and lacking. As though you were otherwise ordained to follow a script which was not to be.
Yet, in those lonely nights, your determined mind continues to plot ways to make you feel better. Perhaps this means better things for you – a new job, freedom to travel or move to a new place, freedom to go back to school and pursue education or simply a life of joyful solitude! Does this mean that life is happy even if it steers away from the original script? Is loneliness always a problem?
What the mind plots, the Universe makes happen. The taste of freedom is sweet as nectar. Solitude is as calm as still water, fueling confidence and self-power. The new job or the solo trips abroad, the move to a new city or the pursuit of education or sport creates a happiness spiral much greater than the original emotion that steered you there in the first place. Loneliness is thus reduced, to those tiny blips in life’s radar that rarely remind you of the missing romantic relationship which (Oh, Well!) doesn’t seem necessary now. Dates and romantic relationships are often an unintended but pleasant distraction rather than a need.
If only the caterpillar knew that it was always destined to be a ‘butterfly’!
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As parents, we put a piece of our hearts out into this world and into the custody of the teachers at school and tuition and can only hope and pray that they treat them well.
Trigger Warning: This speaks of physical and emotional violence by teachers, caste based abuse, and contains some graphic details, and may be triggering for survivors.
When I was in Grade 10, I flunked my first preliminary examination in Mathematics. My mother was in a panic. An aunt recommended the Maths classes conducted by the Maths sir she knew personally. It was a much sought-after class, one of those classes that you signed up for when you were in the ninth grade itself back then, all those decades ago. My aunt kindly requested him to take me on in the middle of the term, despite my marks in the subject, and he did so as a favour.
Math had always been a nightmare. In retrospect, I wonder why I was always so terrified of math. I’ve concluded it is because I am a head in the cloud person and the rigor of the step by step process in math made me lose track of what needed to be done before I was halfway through. In today’s world, I would have most probably been diagnosed as attention deficit. Back then we had no such definitions, no such categorisations. Back then we were just bright sparks or dim.
Pathaan touted as SRK’s comeback has been in the news for mixed reasons. Right from the hype around SRK’s comeback and special mentions his body contours; yet I can't watch it!
The movie touted as SRK’s comeback has been in the news for mixed reasons. Right from the hype around the movie being SRK’s comeback and special mentions his body contours and even more than the female lead!
For me, it’s not about Deepika’s bikini colour or was-it-needed skin show. It’s about meaningful content that I find is missing big time. Not just this movie, but a spate of cringe-worthy narratives passed off as ‘movies’ in the recent past. I feel insulted, and not because I am a devoutly religious person or a hardcore feminist, but because I feel the content insults my intelligence.
But before everything else, I am a 90s kid who in the case of movies (and maybe more) is stuck in time as it wrapped around me then and the gamut has too hard an exterior for me to crack it open!
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