The Non-Facebook Post #130

So, the best laid schemes of mice an' men, gang aft a-gley. 

What will ya do?

Take a step back, take it slow. Things change, people change. 

Decide if you want to allow that for you or not.

Facts are great but feelings matter too. 

And, be optimistic.

It's one life, you might as well enjoy it.

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”You’ve fought many fights, you’ve come such a long way to preserve and protect you.
Be you.”  - one of my North Stars

Plurality, Always

No, this month is not going to have one singular post. Because that would mean that my growth has been static. It has not, though. And that's why, here's another post. To mark life happening in the background, even as other events take place. Life - all the many layers that make it up - are running concurrently. And the growth, learning and wisdom now dictate that balancing all of life's intricacies is the right thing to do.

Here's balancing all of life's concurrencies.

'Focus on what's important to you, and the rest will fall into place.' - Netflix's Reality High.

'Kismat mein jinki milna hai, woh kis tarah bhi mil jaye' and, 'sochna kya, jo bhi hoga dekha jaayega.'

The Non-Facebook Post #128

'Kisne dastak di yeh dil par,
Kaun hai?
Aap toh andar hain,
Bahar kaun hai?' - Rahat Indori

The Non-Facebook Post #127

So, gym junkies are prone to over-sharing personal info right after a workout with just about anyone using just about any medium. It's because of all those endorphins and a highly aroused state of being. Hey Endorphins, you were supposed to be on the side of those seeking you out through physical activity!

Here's another thought for the pensieve - you park in a shaded spot only to return an hour later and find your joyous attempts at keeping the vehicle cool come to naught. The shade's moved. It's a life analogy, I'm sure. Now, if I can only just figure out the meaning.

Oh, wait, one more thought to siphon off into that thought bowl. Dancers count one, two, three, rock, five, six, double change. Computer scientists insist that counting begins at zero. That's too many ways of counting for the pea-brain!

The Non-Facebook Post #126

Relatively 'early' morning thoughts:

I need breakfast, I'm hungry.
I want books, I want to read.

And oh, the last of the 'crush diaries' (you know, so I have memories to chuckle over in the glorious sunset years):

That warm, fuzzy, happy feeling that leaves you with a grin to match from ear-to-ear when you discover that your crush likes some of the same stuff as you do!

'...tenu takdi ravaan...' (there always has to be some Bollywood thrown in!)

The Non-Facebook Post #125

So, by now, you're all too familiar with the straight-line route from point A to point B in this new city you recently settled down in. You confidently begin your drive back to point A, with the GPS navigator plugged in as a (safety!) backup.

Oh look, here's a road the GPS beckons you take. You know that the one you're currently on will get you to your destination in a few minutes. But hey, it's a lovely Fall afternoon and you decide to be adventurous. You place your trust in the GPS even though it has played tricksy, deceptive Gollum to you on several occasions.

Lo and behold! The right turn is now taking you on a road through woods - dark and deep. This is not where you want to be. Darn it, GPS!
Some distance later you find a spot to turn around. At this point your GPS turns into Sirens to your Ulysses, luring you, "turn right on ....place, turn right on ...road, turn right on ...street." But, you're Ulysses, of course! You steel yourself, ignore the shrill beckoning and drive on. Now, you come up on unfamiliar sights when you thought you were retracing the path out of the woods. Ok, now you might be getting deeper in the middle of nowhere. Fine, come hither Sirens, lead me out. You turn back to the GPS and slowly but surely make your way back to A. All you wanted was to get to A to be able to get to your bed for a siesta. But now, you have a writing emergency. Goodbye, Siesta!