



As a kid I never valued what my grandmother or mother ever cooked . It was mundane and boring I whined. I always thought how difficult is it to cook a new dish everyday ? Why do they plan and discuss ? What’s the big deal ? I always found it silly though this happened for months and years . Unconsciously I never respected what they did . From cleaning to mopping to cooking to washing . I felt that was easier than studying or working . I thought it was the easiest to be a house wife( now the polished word is home maker) . Especially later when my friends who had kids always mentioned they don’t have time to breathe , I never understood but nodded . I never connected with that, I did try to explain them how they could manage time but they never understood me neither did I understand them . It went on like this until I decided to take a break from work and do nothing for a while. I have been working from the time I joined college so I felt I deserved the break . And then realisation struck . What to cook for lunch ? How about dinner ? And breakfast was a question I juggled with . When I had hired a cook , I told him decision is yours and then when he wasn’t around again it’s a vicious cycle for days and then years . Then it dawned upon me how much value our parents/my friends added to their families . I realised how tiring and stressful their life is compared to a corporate life where after all that one does there might be an appreciation , an appraisal and there “will “be a salary š . And being a home maker is a thankless job as we take them for granted , day in and day out .
I am one among the people and even I am surrounded by people but yet that statement is something I am just not fond of . We are a “society being” , I agree . We are answerable to our near and dear ones I know .. Yet!Ā what they think is not in our control noĀ ? If they are here to judge , then will our clarifying ever matter to them at all? People have to say something and they will . Even if they donāt loudly , their subconscious mind will prompt not so nice things which leaves an imprint on them without their knowledge , now thats a BIG game . How can we decide what others think? How can we change what others think? How do we know how others think? How are we responsible for how others think?
Ever wondered how is that we have lived for the years we have ? Were we content ? Were we happy every single day? Wait did we live every day at all? I got thinking while walking this evening . What makes us happy? What makes us content actually? I would say nothing because for us humans happiness is a moving target . I will be happy when I achieve that , or when I buy that or when I reach there. One day we manage to reach our goal and completely forget this is what we have been toiling for and instead of giving gratitude or being content what do we do? Not even acknowledge what just happened but look ahead for another target , another thing to buy or own.
I am a very emotional soul, most things that happens around me affects me. Be it the news paper, tv or anyone in trouble . Need I then say about my loved ones? I have been thinking of how to be detached yet attached ? how not to react or get affected for that matter. How to lets say “just be” .
I understand we humans have a brain which is faster than a super computer and is capable of processing a zillion thoughts in a day or should I say an hour? Attached to the zillion thoughts are a zillion emotions ! we are a wreck already aren’t we ? The realisation that I am allowing those zillion emotions of someone who matters to me to affect me was a mind boggling realisation . Now occurs a question if the emotions of another person or their actions is affecting me who has the control on my emotions really ? is it me or them? i meant to ask who has my remote control ? The awareness that I am a prisoner of others thoughts is so scary and so is the fact that my life could become a roller coaster ride all day .. In this quest I found a lot of answers after reading , after deliberation and I wanted to share my learning with you all š
I realised that others emotions affects me because of the “ME” mode I live in. Lets call it a “ME ” filter considering that this is the era of filters . Let me not digress , so we end up looking at all that is happening around us through the “Me” filter . We think we are the centre of the universe and all that happens is for us , aiming at us because end of day its all about “ME”.
Let me try explaining this further . Hmm lets say a friend is having a bad day at work and comes to meet me in a foul mood. And I ask her, so how was your day and she will answer me rudely. Now, what happened here ? She answered me from her space of frustration and thats all . But how did I decipher it? She is so rude to me . I waited for this meeting the whole day , I planned , I took an initiative , I always care and this behaviour is unacceptable . She is so insensitive and doesn’t respect me , I dont deserve such a behaviour. I am now offended , sounds familiar isnt it? Imagine that’s a spouse or a partner now š the impact is even deeper. Because there is love in the relationship .
Now did she mean to be rude to me ? Was that an intent? Well honestly the answer is no! It was their response from their experience with no intent of hurting us. But wait! isnt it about the ME filter ? What did I finally become here? A victim could we say ? It was not their direct reaction to us right? Similarly if someone else gets angry or is rude its more about them and not us. Its about their inability to cope up, their weakness, their expectations and their struggle but definitely not “Me”
Finally who is the culprit here ? The ME filter! We tend to take or have conditioned ourselves to take others words and actions as their personal judgement of us . So their unhappiness is ours , their anger is ours, their happiness is ours so who is controlling life here ..I finally realised the need to live my life my way and not anyone’s way and figured out being aware Is the first step .
Perspectives is the only way to tackle the āMEā filter. Let me explain this further may be with an example.
My partner was very rude today .
āMeā filter : He is so rude. I love him so much . He doesnāt care. There is no point doing anything for him. Its a waste . I donāt deserve this treatment ..
āPartner Filter ā : He is rude today because he is having a bad day. It has nothing to do with me. It is his way of venting out and getting normal. I should just let him be.Ā At this moment his state of mind is most important for him.
āOur Filterā : He is rude because he is having a bad day.Ā It has nothing to do with me. I shouldnāt take it personally. I should may be console him and make sure he feels better or if he likes to be left alone I will give him space . But I will ensure that I share with him how I felt and find out better ways of coping up and being respectful of each other when he is ok.
āOur Filterā covers all involved both of us in this case and is always the best way compared to the āMe filterā . Viewing the instance or a situation from this filter will sort out most issues .
Practise makes a man perfect so its important to start using the āour filterā every time we realise someones words or action is affecting us . Its ok to forget the filters but being aware and trying to use it later will help making this a way of thinking for us. Once we calm down this works even better . The more we are aware, the more we practise ,the more we learn. The more we detach, the more we are happy . So lets embark on this journey of filters, what say?
We are mortal. I keep reminding myself this so that I don’t waste time . Yesterday , on a lazy Sunday afternoon I happened to watch a movie in which a man gives up everything and toils for his family and then dies without living a life. No one recognised his efforts , he never told them what he went through , he suffered but never let anyone know , he was tired but didn’t let his family get a whiff of it. He sacrificed his life but his family never realised or acknowledged what he did for them . He died in his sleep and for everyone around it was a death and they lit the pyre as per custom and turned him into ashes . It made me think . My mind went whirling into some other space , I was thinking for whom do we all do things we do? Even if we do things do the ones for whom we do know about it? Is it not important to tell them that? Don’t they deserve to know it ? Why don’t we live life for ourselves ? Why do we exactly plan life for tomorrow and fail to see what we have now . Who assured us there is a tomorrow ? Is it over confidence or do we as humans forget that we are mortal . Will we respect people and value every minute if we realise the truth that life is not predictable , we don’t have a prefixed deadline , we don’t have an expiry date . We can be gone the next second . Yet we harbour so much hatred , ego and many more negative traits. Yet we don’t express our love for our loved ones , we keep it for another day . We fight with our siblings / partner / kids and go to sleep with the pain or by giving them pain without realising that there might not be a tomorrow either for them or us .
I started thinking very deeply , I had experienced a meditation a few months ago and had realised the importance of life yet in the daily cycle called life it was all forgottenĀ . I realised life is not tomorrow but “now” . I realise postponing things is the most grave risk we take . We all believe we don’t take risk and thats an irony , because we take risk every second by postponing our life events š . I wish this awareness stays with me that I am mortal and we all have to leave this planet one day . With this thought my mind snapped back to “now “, the reality . I wish you “now” , the present(see why they call it present? its a gift indeed) . I wish you live life . I wish you awareness .
For some reason I wanted to eat food at Fatty Bao today despite the fact that I haven’t been there for years now(no particular reason) . Today a friendĀ and me headed there . I was happy entering the place for its sheer colourful happy vibes and settled down almost near the window overseeing 12th main , Indiranagar .
It was then time to order and I was in Starve mode already before I entered the place so quickly decided on Mushroom & Bell pepper Bao, Minced vegetable and water chestnut dim sums . The food came quickly and vanished too š

The Bao was delicious, rightly spiced and very soft . The dim sum could have been even more lighter on the cover but it was delicious so we can over look that no? when the fire was doused in our tummies it was time to choose a main course . We debated between a stir fried dish and a ramen and finally zeroed in on the exotic mushroom ramen and split it into two. It came in the tall ceramic glass and was so light and delicious. We devoured it to the last spoon.
Finally we thought after all this amazing food how can we not order for a dessert , so first on the dessert list was fatty hill and their speciality so without battling our eye lids we askedĀ for it . It was so yummy and light with no over powering favour. The clean plate was of the dessert and I think it speaks for itself . I would say its an aye! please go and enjoy the meal. Dinner will be nicer in that ambience .. š
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Technology/digital / social media I always believed will help in bringing people together . I felt it’s about being social and not anti social . It’s about virtually meeting people across the globe and learning more . However yesterday I had this realisation that I was wrong!

Love, an emotion that causes pleasure and pain to a deeper level , I always wondered what is it .. Love surely is confused with attachment at most times , so what is Love ?
Is love the absence of hatred or is it all about balancing it out ,
Is love all about receiving or is it just about giving ,
Is love the first few months of courting or is it something that lasts a life time ,
Is love meant to fade or is it meant to remain ,
Does love end or is love living happily ever after ,
Is love being understanding or is love what we don’t understand ,
Is love what the mind says or is it what the heart feels ,
Is love all about hiding or is it about sharing ,
Is love only him and her or is it about everyone ,
Is love all about expectations or is it acceptance .