Living

What I see

Cliche alert!: It’s that time of the year again when we make resolutions that we wont keep. And for bloggers such as myself to rant about what to expect in the new year. Well after not writing a word on this darn blog for most of the year, that would be a sorry attempt to keep this blog alive so… let me not waste your time. But what I can do is summarize what I have seen in the past 12 months graciously branded as 2016. I have been living(Feels so good to say that) and this is what I see:

ON GRATITUDE

Apart from a cold and swollen hands (why do hands swell anyway). I haven’t been critically ill in the past 12 months. The gift of life should not be taken for granted.

“Every struggle in your life has shaped you into the person you are today. Be thankful for the hard times, they can only make you stronger.”

ON FAMILY

“Family isn’t always blood. It’s the people in your life who want you in theirs. The ones you accept you for who you are. The ones who would do anything to see you smile, and who love you no matter what.”

Feelings Alert: At my age people (Relatives/Family) still find me awkward,and rude even. And no. I am STILL not making apologies for this.  I still  find this incredibly wrong (Wish I had a megaphone to rant). I wish my parents would be more understanding and trusting of me as a person and come to accept and appreciate that I am what I am. I find trust an essential element in any family. Without trust, we are all just a bunch of people who share the same DNA and continue to be ‘Christmas families’.

What I do Know: I don’t respond very well to hypocrisy and for some reason I smell it about a mile away. Eventually, when I have a small family with a little girl with my eyes and a boy with awesome features his father will be endowed with, I would want, more than anything, to trust and accept them as unique individuals. I want to help them see their worth; achieve their dreams from riding a horse to becoming an insanely weird dancer at the carnival.

ON FRIENDS

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ON BOOKS

All hail to the incredible minds that use their experience and words to inspire others. In the past 12 months, I delved into the minds and lives of incredible people. Here are my top 3 reads .

 

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  •  HUMBLE PIE – GORDON RAMSEY: I know. A rude, loud, jerky and arrogant Gordon Ramsey        comes to mind when you read this 9_9 . To be honest,  I loved this book. I think my greatest satisfaction was to understand where the pathological behavior of Gordon Ramsey comes from. It must have sucked to be him from birth till about the age of 26. Being raised by an abusive father and dealing with his brother’s addiction could not have been easy. Hell, I don’t know how I could have dealt with that. By reading his story, I have come to respect him as a strong-willed person  and to overcome all the hurdles to be where he is truly admirable.

 

 

 

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WHY NOT ME  MINDY KALING: I bought this book because I just love Mindy Kaling. After watching the Mindy Project, I was left wondering why haven’t I seen this awesome creature sooner :). It is a thoroughly entertaining book. I always feel like Mindy is on the stage performing some sort of refined stand-up comedy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • SHUT UP, STOP WHINING AND GET A LIFELarry WingetI don’t read a lot of inspirational/motivational and self-help books. I guess it is probably because I never made that special life changing connection that people speak of. I get the message. We should do more, strive more but this approach does not get to me. I prefer to delicately fish out  the message from people stories. But this… this is just one hell of a book. It is absolutely a kick butt approach to life; and I guess that’s why I have re-read it about 8 times this year. I recommend it for anyone and everyone who at some point feels like they are stuck and believe they can do more to improve their lives.

ON MEN

Guy number one was kinda perfect but only in my head. Just two days after meeting, he flaunts his girlfriend on social bringing our ‘supposed’ relationship to sudden death.Guy number 2 was a 30 year-old man-child. Loud and arrogant. Strongly believed that by hinting at how much money he has, a girl will jump at his proposal. Well some would, if you have zero personality and if money is the only thing you have to offer. He was floppy about it and I asked him to sit in a corner and think about his life. If I go on this will slowly turn into a short story and not a blog post.

ON CAREER

I see growth. I see Graduate school in the horizon.

ON MARRIAGE

Still not thrilled about picking one human and settling down.

ON THE FUTURE

I see hope which is more than I could say last year.

Obsessions

Time: 9.20 pm. Place: My bed Music: What the Heart wants by Selena Gomez

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Declan. Tall. Gorgeous by all definitions of the word. It is hard to miss his tribal tattoo on his left arm. His dark eyes linger in shy demeanor behind his rectangular-shaped spectacles. Watching him for 10 minutes unveils his distinct character. How he cautiously uses his index finger to adjust them every once in a while. How his straight walk evokes insolent confidence and how attractive his inability to multitask centers his attention only on you while conversing. Perfect, they would say.

Spending time with him gives access to his being, his soul, his joy, pain and frustration. At that particular moment, we believe that we truly ‘know’ all there is about our new-found hobby. Our minds and hearts are aligned to our preferred ‘truth’;one that clouds our judgement and directs our decisions.

We turn to a roller coaster of bad decisions coupled with the undeniable sense of freedom, adventure and elation but our conscious constantly hails a reminder of the toxic relationship we are in. The need to experience this new emotion and serenity of sorts outshines the need to conform and confine ourselves to societal norms.

This, we contemplate, is life; A pounding heart, indecisive mind and  electrifying  sentiments set deep in cheap thrills.

The endless cycle goes on perhaps in an effort to find our purpose. Until we find that which gives us self-satisfaction and self-confidence, Declan’s texts and calls will always be answered despite this continuous engagement perpetuates a deeper trench of emotional damage.