Stories worth $haring #14 : How do you choose to suffer ?

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Everybody wants what feels good. Everyone wants to live a carefree, happy and easy life, to fall in love and have amazing sex and relationships, to look perfect and make money and be popular and well-respected and admired and a total baller to the point that people part like the Red Sea when you walk into the room.

Everyone would like that—it’s easy to like that.

If I ask you, “What do you want out of life?” and you say something like, “I want to be happy and have a great family and a job I like,” it’s so ubiquitous that it doesn’t even mean anything.

A more interesting question, a question that perhaps you’ve never considered before, is what pain do you want in your life? What are you willing to struggle for? Because that seems to be a greater determinant of how our lives turn out.

Everybody wants to have an amazing job and financial independence—but not everyone wants to suffer through 60-hour work weeks, long commutes, obnoxious paperwork, to navigate arbitrary corporate hierarchies and the blasé confines of an infinite cubicle hell. People want to be rich without the risk, without the sacrifice, without the delayed gratification necessary to accumulate wealth.

Everybody wants to have great sex and an awesome relationship—but not everyone is willing to go through the tough conversations, the awkward silences, the hurt feelings and the emotional psychodrama to get there. And so they settle. They settle and wonder “What if?” for years and years and until the question morphs from “What if?” into “Was that it?” And when the lawyers go home and the alimony check is in the mail they say, “What was that for?” if not for their lowered standards and expectations 20 years prior, then what for ? Continue reading

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When I lose Her !

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When I lose her,

And it will be soon.

I will not allow my eyes to know tears, or permit my heart to feel pain, or give my voice leave to howl at the careless moon.

I will not show grief, or exhibit sorrow, or display my suffering through a torrent of bleak and ruined words.

I will not linger over her image, or reread her messages, or recall the heady days when her beauty and her body and her dreams belonged to me.

I will only smile and gently let her go.

Truly glad she has found someone,

to make her happy.

#Courtesy: https://afadedromantic.wordpress.com/

Stories worth $haring #12 : The 100$ Conversation.

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SON: “Daddy, may I ask you a question?”

DAD: “Yeah sure, what is it?”

SON: “Daddy, how much do you make an hour?”

DAD: “That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?”
SON: “I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?”
DAD: “If you must know, I make $100 an hour.”
SON: “Oh! (With his head down).
SON: “Daddy, may I please borrow $50?”
The father was furious.
DAD: “If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior.”

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CRY – Child Rights & You

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“If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a Mosquito.”   – Dalai Lama

Oh, our Incredible India ! When we talk about this country, the common thing that first hits our mind is, Poverty. The land of the Poors. On the contrary, the land of Richie riches’ as well.

But today we are talking about the ones who are banished from our societies, the ones who are cursed with the ferocity of their lives, the ones for which most of us hardly even care if they exist. Yes, I am talking about those unlucky ones  who could not afford their basic needs like food, shelter n sanitation facilities, forget about their security and self esteem needs.

Do we really care how they survive, beyond the uncountable & unfortunate incidents like Child labour, rapes, prostitution etc which they face almost everyday ? They are too poor and weak to afford justice. They have to suffer in silence because nobody even cares to hear their plea, justice is simply a far fetched dream for them. Did we give a thought anytime ? Well, Now ?

Well, there are numerous NGO’s and Non-profitable organisations which help them survive through this brutal world. These contribute to a great number of men and women who try to make this world a better place to live in. They challenge the society and against all odds take a step and provide their support physically, financially and emotionally as well. Ironically, most of us don’t even care for them as well. We are just too busy or lazy in our comfort zone.

Better late than never, today I joined the group of thousands of anonymous people who put their hard earned money for philanthropic causes, anonymously. Today, I donated a handful of money to CRY (to support 1 child for food & education). And feeling too happy about that. 🙂

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You have the greatest gift of TODAY. Invest it wisely !

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02:23 AM, Wednesday.

Yesterday one of my very old friends called to say hello. He was a very dear friend of mine back in my Nainital days (Uttaranchal). It was somewhere 2001-02 back then, almost 13 years ago. People call it Uttarakhand today. For me it will be always Uttaranchal. I did my schooling here. I was completely shaken when the name flickered on my cellphone, simply out of the blue he had called.

By the evening one of my college friends argued with me over a call, on how could I miss a wedding of indeed one of my dearest friends. Its hardly 3 years since we left college. His exact words were,” Bhai tu to bada aadmi ban gya. Bahut busy ho gya. Meri bhi shaadi me aayega ki nahi ? “(Brother, you have become big. You are too busy. Will you even care to attend my wedding ?). He was a very dear friend of mine from college who had gone to attend one of our mutual friends’ wedding. College days. Oh, My Manipal days.

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Simply simple !

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#The Untold Wish

” I want to live simply.

I want to sit by the window when it rains,

and read books I ‘ll never be tested on. “

” I want to paint because I just want to.

And not because I’ve got something to prove.

I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high,

and wake up slowly, with no place to rush off to. “

” I want not to be governed by money or clocks,

or any of the artificial restraints that humanity imposes on itself.

I just want to be. Boundless and Infinite. “