Hello readers,
Happy to share my book
My Mind's Cafe 28 stories for a love tooth has been featured in
Top 10 Books of the Month / October 2022 [ Editor's Choice]
https://www.delhiwire.com/top-10-books-of-the-month-october-editors-choice/8911
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Keep reading keep sharing.
Love,
Juju
My dear readers,
Feeling blessed, motivated, inspired to see my name in Top 50 Inspiring Women of India. List released in HT - Hindustan Times, Business Standard & Fox Story.
Here are the links :
Hindustan Times:-
List of India’s 50 Inspiring Women 2022 by Fox Story India Released
https://www.hindustantimes.com/brand-stories/list-of-india-s-50-inspiring-women-2022-by-fox-story-india-released-101670320553767.html
Fox Story India:-
https://foxstoryindia.com/2022/11/26/list-of-indias-50-inspiring-women-2022-by-fox-story-india-released/
Magazine Link:-
https://issuu.com/foxstoryindia/docs/october_print_copy-compressed
Love,
Juju
Gone too soon A.J. # Koi naa! Koi naa!
Disclaimer: This write-up is inked with author’s soul as
it is an ode to her precious pearl# uncle #mamaji who left his mortal coil. A
sensitive write up.
All battles end sooner or later. Almost all battles cause
harm to both parties. In this particular battle of Alchemist, the opponent was
God himself. Not even for a single moment our faith deterred and we kept on
going and going. It was fight unto death.
Remembering my first friend in my household after marriage,
A.J. was at the driving seat as he took me along with his nephew (my husband) home
after my marriage. He was a man with impeccable mannerisms and a knack to
communicate with people of all age groups. He was very fond of children and had
a unique way with them. He was my most trusted, secure connection with the
entire household. His pet tag line was,” Koi naa! Koi naa!” and these two words
worked like magic. He taught us how to build and maintain relation. Because of
him, the entire household of more than sixty members remained united. He was
the first one to extend a helping hand or a shoulder to cry or an embrace to
comfort. He taught us so many things and provided a shelter just like my Momsie
Popsie. He referred to his home as my chhota maika. He loved unconditionally
and remembered even minutest details about our preferences.
As I touched his cold forehead and bid my goodbye, the entire
two decades went by in a flash of moment. And all I could see was his warm
smile and love in his eyes. This write up can never do justice as words are not
enough. Feeling happy to see his values and morals in his children. I am
overwhelmed to see our family united through thick and thin. As I took my
leave, I started seeing him in his children, his nephews and a feeling of
calmness enveloped me. He lives in us and will always remain so. I feel he has
crossed into a different realm, another dimension where he can see us and we
can’t. As my Popsie says, “ In the court of God, there is no appeal, one must
accept his decision with folded hands.”
If you love and care for someone, please do express with
whole heart. One never knows when that moment comes!
Love,
Juju
How much is “Too Much”?
Everyone must have heard this statement at some point of time or other. She/He cares too much, She/He loves too much, She/He spends too much time with their children, She/ He spends too much time in his office, too much on studies, on phone, in gym, in kitties, in being social, on social media, list is long.
I decided to search tools which could measure or
calibrate “too much.” My search led to reading various books and ended with discussion
with my Popsie. We talked in length about this, if some tool existed which
could help us in calibrating too much. Each one has a unique life’s perspective
which is dependent on various factors like family background and environment
during childhood. A man is a summation of genetic make-up conditioned by his
circumstances.
Finally, my inner voice gave me the insight. This term
“too much” is relative, holds no value and cannot be measured. It all depends
upon one’s own priorities and conscience. “Where focus goes, energy flows”
is a summation of the title. Depending upon one’s priorities, each one devotes
time and energy in that particular direction. There can never be one common
platform or measure to weigh the priorities. It's important to realise , what is too much for
one person might be too less for other. Think, introspect and get in touch with
me. Hey! don’t think too much.
Oops! I did it again. With a promise to keep conscious
check on my words, enjoy last eighth weekend of year 2022.
Love,
Juju.
Change conjunction # transform life!
(It’s all about use of conjunctions – but,
in our daily conversation)
A routine wellbeing call, stirred a storm in my Mind’s
Café when my friend said, “I want to go for morning walk but…., I want to join dance
class but…., I want to go for a trek but ……”
This went on for few minutes when I suddenly felt the
urge to stop her. Every sentence she spoke had two parts. First part was about
the activity she wanted to do and second part was all about the justification
rather excuse of how/why she was unable to do the first part. I could follow
her conversation very well.
I have observed, this word “but” holds a very important place in our vocabulary. This conjunction is used to join two ideas that are opposite. Introspection led to dawning -whenever and where ever we want to justify ourselves, we use the word but. I find this word negative as it generates a palpable pause when used and the user adopts a defensive line of action. There is associated unspoken lack of responsibility and motivation. I explained in brief and requested my friend to use the word “and” instead of “but”. Luckily, she understood my philosophy. We resumed with our conversation. Sharing a part of how it went.
I want to go for morning walk and I have to drop my child to school at the same time. I want to join evening dance class and I have to attend my evening office duty. I want to go for trek this winter and my child has board exams. She sent a kiss through the mobile and said, “Thanks dear, now I feel I can do both the things. Earlier, I used to feel helpless and demotivated. Now I feel positive and in control of my life.”
“Always there for you, happy for you. Thanks! I too got an
idea for my blog,” I smiled as I disconnected the call. I have adopted this
since long. Hope you adopt this consciously too. Word is indeed world. Wishing my
Reader’s a happy, motivated and empowered life.
(P.S. I have to start my next project and I have to resume my yoga.
Both require mind, body and soul alignment. Feeling unstoppable already.)
Love,
Juju.
Hello readers,
I feel humbled to share my 11th book is out. Title : Tales in the City Volume 1.
To be adapted into short film (Availability in all formats)
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Love,
Juju's Pearls
When a day seems like eternity!
P.S. This write up is dedicated to all the
souls who have had tryst with wait and grief. My personal request to all my
readers to send healing healthy energies in name of a precious pearl A.J.
How a routine day will unfold, no body can guess. It
may be adventurous, life threatening or even an upside-down kind of a day. If
one is lucky enough such a situation can be overcome. In such challenging situations,
faith gets shaken the most, one falters and many a times at loss on how to
behave. Mind get frozen when one of your most dear persons is admitted in an
Intensive Care Unit in a hospital. This is the time when a day seems like
eternity. I have devised a formula approach. Remember, “When the going gets
tough, the tough gets going!”
One can defeat adverse situation by being tough. Form
a core group of people who are positive and motivated. Here being positive matters.
Not even one moment of negativity or doubt. Discuss well with the attending doctor,
have faith and trust the treatment given. If required, do not hesitate to take a
second opinion. Faith can move mountains. Here we are talking about a human
being weighing less than 100 kg. Faith tops the list.
Another crucial point is surrendering to almighty. “Nothing
happens without God’s will.” Keep reinforcing this and let each and every cell
in your body surrender to God selflessly. Generate a chain of prayers so that universe
conspires and targets all healing vibration towards your loved one. Let your
doctors team take care of the treatment plan. Have faith, keep patience, the
rainbow is about to appear. The day which seems like eternity will soon become
a memory. Hold on! This too shall pass.
Love,
Juju.
Humor # Pre-Diwali
An impromptu short write up which I want to share with all of you. A change in outlook brings out sheer joy.
I called up my friend in the morning to
enquire about her plans for the day. “Today, is my Diwali cleaning day. I find this
task so Herculean and always end up feeling, I could have done better,” she answered
in a heavy voice.
“How about sent-up exam before this Herculean task?”
I promptly replied. This brought my friend in the present moment and she sounded
confused. “What do you mean?” she asked.
Now, I was sure she was paying full attention and I enjoyed those few after minutes thoroughly. Clearing my throat I said, “Look, before any final university exams, students need to appear for pre university or sent-ups. Just like pre-boards before board exams. Similarly, if you want to practice, I am generous enough to offer my house as sent-up exam. You are welcome to clean my house, test your instruments/ gadgets and skills properly before you attempt this in your house,” I replied in a most calm, soothing voice and tone.
I don’t understand as to why she disconnected with some inaudible whispers. She has blocked me since then.
This was just to add comic tadka. Infact, we laughed our hearts out and my friend said, " I know you will write a blog on this before the day ends. " My friends know me really well. Feel blessed.
Love,
Juju
“No! there is no need.”
Of late, this word was in my friend’s
vocabulary, for almost everything her children requested or demanded. This word
“No” was a reflex as she would refuse anything and everything her children
asked for or talked about. This went around for few days before her elder monk
called up and said, “Aunty, there is something wrong. My mother doesn’t know
the meaning of right/wrong and neither does she know how to raise teenagers. We
have become used to hearing “No there is no need” for most of things. At times,
she doesn’t even bother to know what we are conveying to her. This two-letter
word feels like a slap. Please counsel her.”
I knew my friend was a strict parent who
believed in a disciplined upbringing. As her children entered teenage years,
she tightened the reins and put a restrain on almost everything. It seemed so
that she had started finding calm in the word ‘No! there is no need.” This was
like an escape mechanism. The alarm was loud and clear however, my friend was
unaware.
Majority of our discussions are done during our walks.
So, I invited her for an evening walk with the intention of apprising her of
the situation. After walking round the park two times, we ordered tea and settled
on the lush green grass. I causally asked about the words she remembers from
her childhood which her parents used often. Immediately she replied, “My
parents used to listen to us and always left the decision on us once we were in
high school.” I further probed, “How many times have you heard the word No?” “Not
often”, she replied. Thereafter, we sipped tea in silence and watched the sun
set.
“We are in the middle phase of our lives, earlier we had parents who took care of us, Now we have to look after our children and as the clock ticks, it will be our children who will probably look after us. We should strengthen these bonds time and again. Our children learn through our unspoken actions much more than our spoken words. By repeated statement - No! there is no need, you are paving way for difficult time in coming years. Think about it,” I said. She seemed to shake herself and sighed. “Hey! you are right, if I assert myself as parent when my children are dependent on us, definitely they will do the same when we become dependent on them, God forbid if we do,” she spoke thoughtfully in a slow guarded way. We finished our tea, paid the bill and started walking towards the parking. As she reached for a car door, she turned around, smiled and hugged me for few seconds. In those few seconds, we experienced one of the best connectivity.
Over the next few months, there was a change in her
equation with her children and peace prevailed. “ You shall reap what you sow.”
Sow wisely and carefully
Love,
Juju.
An ode to my “Couch”
In life, we have people on whom we depend daily, who
act as our standby and many a times our cushions and shock absorbers. This
write up is dedicated to couch which has stood the test of time since last sixteen
years. There has been change of place, change of cover etc. Not once has it
ever let me down.
Here is my six by one-and-a-half-foot couch which
was tailor made with a comfortable forty-five-degree angle back rest. Sensing
my discomfort in my last trimester, my soul mate ordered this couch. I have
spent restless nights during my last trimester in a fairly comfortable way.
This acted like an additional bed, many a times as emergency space in order to
clean the bed. It has been a witness to the growing years of my monks. It took
pride in laying out their board games, their arguments, their reconciliation, heard
innumerable discussions and stories on various topics
When my monks entered primary school, it’s utility
started declining and soon it seemed like a space occupying object. Someone suggested
to post it on OLX a site where things (used/ new) are sold and bought. With a
heavy heart, I clicked all possible profiles of my couch to be put up on social
media. As my partner was about to upload, I heard a shallow weep. In my heart I
knew my couch was weeping as it was being put up for sale. That moment, I decided
to take it to my office at my work place. The very next day, I felt my couch
had a different feel.
Soon, this couch was set up in my office. It
adjusted very well with the other furniture. Change of place led to a makeover
and my couch looked beautiful. Many a times, my monks would come straight from
school to my office, rest on the couch and leave for home. My friends and colleagues
who came found themselves on the couch. This served as a resting place to tired
feet, straining backs and cluttered minds. My friends would call up and say, “Feeling
very tired today, chai pilaygi? You do your work and I will rest on the couch.”
Soon, this was a hot spot for my tea sessions where
everything under the sun was discussed. My couch beamed with life and was a
part of all conversations. Only the privileged were offered couch, for others
there were office chairs.
This couch has been a part of my second innings and
holds a special place. Now, it has entered my third innings as an Author. At
times, I feel just like the famous saying, “Walls have ears!”, I believe even our
permanent furniture have ears and even develop an emotional quotient too over
years
I feel so for my couch, how about you ?
Love,
Juju.
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Marks minting machine # NEET Warriors Part 2
Disclaimer: This write-up reflects
author’s experiences regarding human psychology. Not intended to hurt anyone’s
sentiments. Reader’s discretion is respected.
Last few years have witnessed an unprecedented rise in the marks scored in the NEET exam (National Eligibility Entrance Test). With students targeting for full marks, there is a cut throat competition. Important teenage years (15-18 years of adolescence) get lost in this rat race. Students have become machines being designed to mint marks. There is decline in emotional quotient, pyschology quotient and social quotient. Blinded in their aim, these souls of future have forgotten to enjoy the journey.
Every year, there is increase in number of applicants by a lakh or more. Only few thousands or less than 5% will get the medical seat. There are two different aspects to this. One is qualifying the exam and other is getting a seat in a medical college of one’s own choice. Like my Popsie says, ‘One has to look in totality. One may or may not get what one aspires, but will definitely get what “HE” -almighty decides. “So, the best approach is to have faith in the judgement of God. Geeta also says, “ Do your work and don’t wish for the rewards.” I know easier said than done. But with continuous practice, one can move an inch closer to one’s goal.
Ever since the results have
been announced, I have witnessed a spectrum of emotional states. On one hand, there
are many homes which have not smiled since then, on other hand there are a
handful who are in joyous state. Normally, the middle path is the best path.
But in this case, the students in the middle are left confused. It’s like, “Yeh,
dil mange more!” They are repenting for ticking few right choices as wrong or
not leaving enough un-attempted questions. To each one their own story. This result is just a entry ticket into the medical world. The real journey has just begun.
Now, is the time to pause, rethink, before it’s too late. Medicine is a noble profession and one needs lot of compassion, patience and humbleness. In the most important years of transformation, we are pushing our gen next into this maddening race of marks. Is it really worth it? Are we creating poster candidates for our own social status?
Our warrior already knows where they have faltered and what were their
strong and weak points. Is it really that important to highlight or make it
obvious? At times, best approach is a non- interfering approach and let the
child come out of it on their own. (Please bear in mind the emotional status of your child.)
Concluding with a humble appeal: Please celebrate and cherish your NEET warrior right now. Time will
fly, the wounds will heal, what will remain with children is the memory of the
behavior of their parents and teachers in this important, life transforming/ altering moments of their
lives.
Let’s help each other in creating loving memories and reminding ourselves- This moment (happy or sad) will fly away soon. Be your own pilot.
Congratulations to each and every soul reading
this and sharing this.
Love,
Juju
Social media puppet!
P.S. The title is to catch attention. Read up to find out
more.
I was scrolling through my mobile and the above heading
caught my attention. Three signs, you are in a toxic relationship! I decided to
open the link to read about it. The short reel/ video mentions 3 warning
signals to identify whether one is in a toxic relationship. After watching this,
I was engulfed with a peculiar feeling as my score was 3/3. This set
me in a thinking mode and stat my cap was on my head beaming with pride.
Numerous thoughts started churning inside my brain. How
can 3 signs define whether you are in a toxic relationship? There were many
such reels/ videos like 3 signs your spouse is cheating on you, 3 signs your
spouse loves you and so on. I felt all these were bombarding negativity.
This is like quick sand. One (wrong) click on a particular eye catchy title link leads to
similar posts and within a span of few seconds the Pandora's box opens up.
Sharing the 3 signs mentioned were - First, your spouse always sounds busy whenever you call. Second, your spouse is spending less time than before and thirdly, when it comes to you, your spouse always has a financial crunch whereas they spend on themselves. I feel many of us will score 3/3. In forties, everyone deals with similar challenges besides making a livelihood. On one hand, there are parents, on other hand there are growing up children, who need constant attention and care. Anyone can experience these signs. One needs to be strong minded while reading such topics. I also feel, such type of write ups appeal more only when one is going through a lean phase in a relationship. Remember, in this game of life, one needs to stay afloat in relationships.
In a matter of few minutes I felt being pulled
into a negativity well with mighty force as my heart and soul started
validating all these three signs. Suddenly, I felt an abrupt halt and yet again
I felt being pulled by an unseen force, but this time in reverse, upward direction. The
sky was clear and so were my thoughts and mind. I learnt yet another important
lesson in a matter of few minutes. To be very cautious and careful of what one
reads and to keep one’s brain in control of one’s heart/mind.
I remember my all-time favorite lines from Bhagwad Geeta,
“Your heart is like a horse and it’s reins must be in hands of the charioteer /brain.” Whenever, there is role reversal, calamity is inevitable. Here I endorse Mahatma Gandhi’s three monkeys, “Bura matt dekho, bura matt suno, bura matt bolo.”
I hope and pray, all of us keep the reins of our heart
firm and tight with our three monkeys well behaved.
Watch out for what you read, see and hear.
Keep reading, keep sharing.
Juju
"NEET Warrior"
PS: This write up is dedicated to all the parents,
teachers and students who have appeared for NEET or are preparing for NEET.
The answer key of NEET (National Eligibility Entrance
Test) was released yesterday. I sent a congratulatory message to one of my
colleagues. There was a prompt reply, " Score is less, hope to get
admission in a private college."
Students who have scored high, or the students who have
scored as per their expectation or those who have scored less, none seems to be
satisfied with their performance in the exam. To keep the vibe positive, I
replied “You are a parent of a NEET warrior. Salute your warrior.” The desired effect was palpable.
To become a doctor in our country, one needs to appear
for NEET, which is a merit-based exam. Out of more than eighteen lakh students
who appear only eighty thousand or so are able to get a gate pass to enter this
medical world. Students usually start from ninth class. Exceptions are always
there (some start from class sixth or maybe earlier). This requires persistence,
dedication, endurance, sharp thinking, quick reflexes and a strong mindset to
keep oneself motivated. Parents and teachers play a pivotal role. This is a
difficult path and requires constant support (emotional is on top of the list)
by parents. For teachers it a herculean task to maintain the tempo throughout
the two -year duration. For parents, it’s their own child whereas for teachers,
they have to keep well being of all their students in mind.
Students get used to rising up early, going for classes,
preparing for tests and having a busy lifestyle. All parties, get togethers,
vacations take a back seat. I always believe, ‘When the goal is big, so will be the sacrifices.” One should always enjoy their studies with the mindset to gain knowledge. Knowledge is a wealth which
can never be stolen and always multiplies by sharing. Parents! please make sure
that your child gets the message that he/she is not marks. The child is already
under tremendous pressure to perform and enroll in a college of their choice.
Concluding this write-up (otherwise, it can stretch) with a request to change one’s mindset and see these students as NEET warriors and their parents and teachers as their army. Automatically, respect will generate from within. Let’s celebrate our warriors as the last two years were taxing and have caused lot mental and physical stress.
Hug your warrior and convey the message via clear conduct, “My child, you did your best, and we love you unconditionally. You are not marks.” Filling up their emotional and psychological saucer is the need of hour.
Keep cherishing life, Keep loving life.
Juju.
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Juju's Pearls
My dear readers,
Dear readers,
A Summer Warrior
This
write up is dedicated to all the beautiful souls living in Northern India especially,
Delhi, Punjab, Haryana and Uttar Pradesh. All of us will resonate with this.
It’s always a thought provoking session with my Popsie.
A routine call usually gives birth to new ideas and terminologies. Last night
when I was talking to him, this write up got it’s name. Sharing a clip of the
conversation we had. (Referring Popise as P and myself as J)
J:
“Hello daddyji, so how’s life treating you?”
P:
“ Badiya ( means very good) ! Things are going on fine, life is running smoothly
on the track with no station or halt as of now!”
J
; “ Sounds great! Have you resumed your walk? How’z the weather ?”
P:
“Yes, I did go to the park but it’s still humid here in Delhi. How's the
weather? Is it raining?”
(This
last line touched my Achilles spot. Monsoon season is a touchy topic for souls
like us living in semi desert terrains. Every day the weather forecast raises
our hopes, only to quash it. Out comes the sun with hot fire breathing rays and humid,suffocating weather. We go to bed dejected and again wake up with hope and faith.)
J:
“ Daddyji, here God has started his own Sauna system. We are sweating and sweating
and sweating. The drops of perspiration start from the nape of neck run down
the spine till the hip region. The song “Tip tip barsa paani” echo in my ears
and I can feel the pain of the song writer when he must have conceived this
song.”
P:
“That sounds great, God is very kind. He has saved all of you from a Steam/
Sauna visit. Enjoy and be grateful. All your skin pores will open up and you with
detoxify.”
J:
“ Daddyji, I feel like a warrior braving this intense heat wave of Indian
summers. The enemy is the heat, humid air, scorching sun and hot wind. Every day,
when I leave for my workplace, after applying sunscreen and wearing my cap, I
feel like a warrior who is on a mission to beat this hot humid day and return
home a winner after completing the day’s work.”
(As
these words came out of my mouth, I held my head high and my chest swelled with
pride. I felt like a soul of Great Maharana Pratap had merged with my soul and
I felt like a true brave heart.)
P:
“ That,s a nice approach towards life. It’s all a mind game, how to convince yourself.
We can only fold our hands and accept almighty’s decision. Good night.”
J:
“Good night daddyji.”
As I keep my mobile on the side table, I realise ( yet one another time) that life is all about how you make it.
I coin this term “Summer Warrior” and dedicate to
each and every soul living in such climatic conditions. My outlook changed in a
matter of few minutes. Now I visualize myself and everyone around as “A Summer warrior” and salute them for
living life in a larger picture. Now I am friends with sun and air. Remember we are bravehearts.
Keep reading, Keep sharing.
Happy Monsoons!
Juju
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Love,
Juju's Pearls
Decoding AAA –Part 2
Disclaimer:
This write up is based on author’s
experiences. There is no intention to hurt anyone’s sentiments. Any resemblance
to any person is purely co-incidental
Triple A is one of the most powerful words on this planet. Depending upon the situation and one’s state of mind, it can be decoded. In this write up, I will decode Triple A as Alcohol, Anger and Arrogance. Continuing with Part 2 of this,
We all have heard shallow waters make lot of noise
as compared ocean/ sea. Similarly in such souls there is shallowness, weakness
and Triple A is their coping mechanism. In zest to justify themselves such
souls plunge into alcohol or get angry or act arrogant. Their inner self is
scared and impulsive with fear of being judged.
This either dampens or excites the neurons. The normal state of activity
transmission is lost.
Here comes the role of family, friends or other
people. One should sympathize with such souls as they cannot think straight.
One should not expect appropriate behavior. It’s like holding a burning coal in
one’s hand with the intention to hurt the other person, not realising they are
themselves hurting in the process. One just cannot throw dirt on someone
without smearing one’s own hand.
Denial is very strong in majority and hence the
treatment becomes challenging. When one does realises the damage, the
relationships have already been stretched and strained. If not rectified in
stipulated time, these can break permanently. Anything stretched for too long,
leaves a flaccid segment which has just enough strength to hold the ends
together.
All these can be qualified as coping mechanisms. An individual,
who has been criticized a lot during his childhood period, either becomes arrogant
or aggressive. This behavior is defensive as these souls are emotionally weak,
reasons can be many. The most common one is deficiency of parental love especially
mother’s. Adopting this attitude protects them from the external world which hurts them.
One needs to drill through them to identify the nervous child within the huge
exterior who is waiting to be hugged. With abundant love and care, one can hope
to help them or at least gain the confidence in getting a psychologist visit.
Alcohol addiction is seen in our societies since
time immemorial. This is one of the fastest growing culture (? pseudo). Generally,
men are incapable of handling themselves and to release this tremendous
pressure, they indulge in alcohol. This intoxication makes them overcome their
fears and they tend to feel powerful and in control. Of late, many women are
also indulging in this to ease their stress. This is a very strong addiction
which requires immense will power by the person concerned to give it up.
As the great Punjabi Sufi poet Waris Shah says ( Heard from my Popsie umpteen number of times), regarding addiction and habit. The essence is that it is relatively easy to change habit ( although requires immense will power and self control) but very difficult to give up an addiction.
" Wareh Shah na vaibhataan jaandiye ne,
Bhavein band band katwa dehye "
Lets work to change our AAA code to Awareness, Acceptance, Alignment so as to make life beautiful for self and those around.
Living life in a conscious state is the most powerful addiction. Get addicted!
(I will write a separate blog on habit and addiction.)
Juju
Decoding AAA - Part 1
Disclaimer:
This write up is based on author’s
experiences. There is no intention to hurt anyone’s sentiments. Any resemblance
to any person is purely coincidental
Mental imbalance need not be necessarily after alcohol
intake. Anger and arrogance are powerful stimulants which causes aggressive
behavior. The brunt is borne by close family mainly spouse and children. The
seeds are sown in-utero or during early childhood. A new born soul is pure,
pious, peaceful, powerful. The surrounding environment shapes his personality
and character.
A soul which harbors either of these will create an
invisible fort around for their protection, rather than for people around them.
The behavioral pattern is same in all these cases. There are periods of
aggression followed by soberness. There is a perpetual state of denial in all three
types. All these bring about a state of temporary control. The goal is to live
and let live and achieve absolute happiness. A state of denial never opens doors
for improvement.
De addiction and emotional management therapy can
only work when a person accepts the fact that their behavior is causing irreparable
damage in all relations. Only when denial mode resets to acceptance mode, the
therapy can actually work. The first step is the most courageous one, as this is a fight
with self. Inner fights are the greatest fights.
Miracles can happen if one is willing to replace AAA
battery with new AAA battery of Awareness, Acceptance, Alignment so as to make
life beautiful for self and those around. Only then one can lead a contented,
fulfilled life.
Checking one’s AAA batteries regularly and timely replacement
is the key for peace and harmony of self and those around.
To be continued...
Love,
Juju
Need of the hour # Man empowerment!
Since time immemorial, there has been hype about empowering women, the weaker sex, the fairer sex. Hypocrisy lies in the fact people who talk about such things have been brought into this world by a woman. How can a cat bear a lion? Only a lioness can bear a lion. All this heavy word talk carries no meaning and should be discarded as useless.
Why label the female gender as weak and then talk about empowerment. If the label is removed, all of us will see women as an individual. None can judge the power of a woman who carries a child in her womb for nine month. The ability to bear pain during child birth, the patience to nurture a child, the selfless nature to leave her childhood home and make a man’s four walled house a home, only a woman can do.
If man wants to survive, then they should rise above their ego and acknowledge woman as their counterpart and not as rivals. There can never ever be a comparison between a man and a woman. For comparison, parameters of both sides should be same. In this situation, the moulds are entirely different in terms of physical attributes, emotional power and highest of all, the ability to reproduce.
One can never elevate one’s orbit by putting someone down. One has to rise above the ground to be able to get a clear view. In humans, the journey is always started from at least two to three feet above the ground level, depending upon the height of one’s mother. Yet, their vision is compromised.
Only a woman can empower a man besides empowering herself and other women. This question is still unanswered as to why/how a man who is raised finely by a woman (in mother’s role) disrespects other women, even woman in his own house once he grows up? Are there many grey areas in a boy/man's upbringing?
The answer lies in woman’s change of behavior in different roles at various stages of her life. Woman, who appreciates and praises her doting son in law ( who listens to her daughter), finds her own son as daughter in law’s servant and never misses a chance to be vocal about it. Isn’t it ironical? Daughter’s husband is praised for taking care of his wife, whereas her own son is humiliated for doing the same.
The crux is the insecurity of the elder woman. The mother in law eyes her daughter in law as a competitor and never really accepts her. Man is sandwiched in between, however makes the best of the situation and starts dominating
Let’s not waste our energies in blame games. Accept the situation and try to make the best of it. In this circle of relationships, let’s help one another in rising. Let’s see a person as a soul without any labels of gender, economic and financial status. Then life would be worth living, happy and satisfying.
Strive to connect at soul level. Small steps in the right direction will lead to a happy destination.
Happy soul connections!
Love,
Juju.
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