When I wrote to myself…

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Feb CalendarTo Love

In the name of love,
By the name of love,
lives a person.
One whose love
stems from the mind
driven only by reason

“Love is a craving,
Love is addiction
Love is default
for all blood relation”
the world often says..
Her love is not
one so common
not just by its rarity
but also by definition.

In the highest expression
of ones values.
In the acknowledgement
of such an expression,
In the endurance of the soul
that changes not in adversity.
In the noblest exchange
of the highest values,
In loving all, at all walks of life, who possess
values worth admiration,
She sees love for oneself and
love for the virtues of men
shining through.

Of all those she loves
one never alters…
Never shrinking
only soaring,
is the love she has
for herself.

A love, not made of arrogance,
a love of all that’s best in her.
A love that instills faith in herself
one that sees the best in the other.
A love that stemmed
from her conscious volition,
a love that was recognized
not by some fuzzy emotion,
by pure, logical cognition.

What can I say to this person,
In all my wonderful moments with her ?
What can I say oh so clearly
to the woman I place at an alter ?

On her special day,
the day that marked the beginning
of not just her existence but her life,

I wish my amazing self
“a Happy birthday..
you are the love of my life…”

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To Life… A Birthday Wish

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To Life.. A Birthday Wish

Life is to be lived
many people may say
But few stand for life
fewer live it
and even few love it
today and everyday

I have a friend,
not one who knows my whereabouts,
nor just events in my life,
but me as a person,
my life as a philosophy,
and my values as a virtue;
who knows at all times and seasons,
what will never change are my reasons.

With values many look up to,
and the intelligence that stems from the same,
he can evoke respect and awe
with just the sound of his name,

This day, as i realize my need
to tell him something special,
I tell myself that everything he is
There’s more than he sees in himself,
Something close to awesomeness
Something truly exceptional

So this day, i tell myself
that I will be this friend to him, as he is to me,
And will help more clearly see himself
As he is – larger than life, larger than me.

To the modern day Roark
who lives life to the fullest,
being himself all the way,

Dagny Taggart wishes
a quiet, unceremonious &
delightful birthday 🙂

The World of Boxes

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19HThe World of Boxes

A Corporate Leader thinks,
how rare has it become to think.
Every law followed
not in spirit, but as per the ink.

Everyman for himself,
Fighting for his place, his “needs”,
as if for his life..
He designs twists and turns
in all his creations,
designing just strife.

And the Leader tries
with all her might
to make sense of this condition,
For the interests of rational men
at all times
have no contradictions.

Then she looked at this weird world
with a completely different lens,
As a world of cardboard boxes
And suddenly it seemed to make sense…

Boxes judged not by content nor
the significance of its presence
But by an unthought guess of its worth
and by the network of its acquaintance.

No box thought that it could grow
because it was after all cardboard
And never attempted change

But few were different,
few challenged their reality
And became much more..

The few changed their dimensions
transformed their being
to be the best at their role,
And once they started
nothing really mattered
They were on a roll..

The many did curse,
the many did critique
the accomplishments of the few
But they couldn’t ignore
in the heart of their hearts,
the greatness of the few

In the irrational world
of the minds of many,
the few they said were tiny.
And so they claimed
until the few left their world
or turned into the many.

This irrational world,
might still seem rational
to many who sits still and gawks.
The Corporate Leader
will now dismiss them knowing
they are only a box within a box.

On Choices…

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Your life is a sum result of all the choices you make both consciously and unconsciously. If you can control the process of choosing, you can control all aspects of your life. You can find freedom that comes from being in charge of yourself

Robert F. Bennett, U.S. Senator

On Choices

Victims of our own Crimes

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An episode opens with a woman crying her eyes out with an older woman (probably a mother), a younger girl (a sister maybe) in the scene. As the woman sobs with a slow dramatic background score, the two other ladies rave about the many sacrifices the crying girl has made to save the family; although it is exaggerated to the extent of making it sound like the girl just stopped a giant meteor from hitting the earth. A kid (the crying woman’s child) runs in with a ball in his hands and throws at the crying girl, making her burst with rage and lash out her misery on the poor kid. Yes, as we all know and have at least once painfully endured, it’s a scene from an Indian Soap opera. Although most of it is absolutely laughable, there is a deep underlying theme that is good food for thought.
Now, let us try to understand the typical Soap opera protagonist… She is wronged by the whole world, nobody understands her, nobody supports her, she cries everyday for various reasons, and to sum it all, she deserves much more than the life she is now leading. She is a victim; hence even if she makes a mistake by taking out her anger on an innocent child, the Soaps justify her actions. This is what psychologists call a “mal-adaptive” behavior. When we think of ourselves as a victim, we think of ourselves as being passive, oppressed, we believe that there is nothing we can do to save ourselves. We will eventually feel helpless and unhappy. And we are not always good to be around when we are unhappy. We will feel irritated more often, we will lash out our frustration on people around us and we will always need something, a new gadget, a bigger house, a better job or a kinder boss to be happy. And even if we do get it, we won’t be satisfied. We will become victims of our own crimes.

The exact opposite of this reaction, the positive “adaptive” response to an unjust situation starts with acceptance. Nothing is now going to change the fact that we were wronged intentionally or accidentally. But we do have the power to act on it; when possible, we can change circumstances, when we cannot, we can change our perspectives or ourselves. We can accept that even by not doing anything in a problem, we are still making a choice to be inactive. We may not be the Masters of the universe but we can accept that we are the Masters of our life and happiness. We will be our own heroes.

I have, like everybody else I know, have faced problems in life. I have cried my eyes out when I saw problems as a kid, as an adult I learnt to stop crying and start pretending. Pretending that the fairy land of happily ever after exists, where all’s well, there’s loads of money, nobody fights and you get everything you desire. I saw some people smile a little too often, people who had a lot of money and people who were “settled” and thought they were already citizens of the fairy land. And my desire to go there increased. But the first time I saw one of my Colleagues, someone who in several occasions intentionally hurt me, cry, something in me just broke. I never thought that everybody had problems no matter how small or big. They all knew suffering, guilt, pain… After that it seemed like I got a fresh set of eyes. Everytime I saw someone who took me for granted, who was unethical or immoral, I knew that I am only seeing one side of them.. And everytime I saw someone smiling, happy, I saw either a mask that covered sorrow or the courage to choose happiness over misery.

I promised myself that I will never think of myself as a victim.. I promised myself that I’ll always choose happiness.

I have kept my promise so far 🙂 And I hope to never break it…

Affly,

Preethi Anand

The sweet smell of a fresh start

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It took a long time for me to realise that se are just meant to be experienced, because it adds to who we are, what we believe in; because it defines us. I always was and probably always will be searching for my identity, my purpose in this world. And in this journey I wish to shed my fears, take risks, get out of my comfort zone, expect more of myself and most importantly, in however small a way, improve the quality of lives of people.

This blog, I hope, helps me do just that…