How unimaginative is that title? Yeah, I could not come up with anything else.
Everyone is in such a rush to convince the world about their opinion and enforce it with vehemence. I have always viewed opinion as a personal right, a personal space and hardly something to wear on your sleeve. That spot in your mind where opinions are formed is a big large space for you to paint a certain picture of the world based on what you see, influenced by intelligence (hopefully), interpretation and personality. I have never viewed my right to an opinion to be my right or my gateway to prove any sort of superiority to the world. Having said that, I have always understood that my freedom to my opinion is a one way street and I need not let anything or anybody change it unless it comes from an intelligent, tolerant space. Equally strong is my lack of desire to force my opinion on anyone around me. When someone sitting across me says anything that contradicts my view, I have never felt compelled to scream out my view, argue and prove anyone wrong. Each one has the right to live by their beliefs. I may believe someone’s belief maybe keeping them away from the path they would like to be on or their right path. But unless that wrong step has a direct impact on my life or that of the other person’s, I like to avoid argument. I dislike the word argument. To me, it carries too much negativity. That is probably because I have met very few people in my life who can express their opposing view without bringing in arrogance, pride, ego, inexplicable drive and desire to win (an argument) and/or vehemence. I deplore all such traits.
I find it entertaining to see folks endlessly argue over any and every matter including what dress may suit a celebrity. All that energy can be put to better use, I am certain. Maybe in reading further and educating yourself about just a bit more on the subject matter itself. Most people have also lost any idea of the fundamental fact that if you like a certain colour blue and only that colour, it does not mean that all other colours are non existent or that all others colours “have to” be “bad” to the world at large. Pretty dumb in my opinion.
There is something special about the time post dinner and before sleep invites me. I love this space in my life. I always have. This is when I indulge in the following (most days) and revel in the joy it brings me:
– Read a book. It transports you to another world. A world that carries so much resemblance with your own. A world in which you experience emotions and situations that you would never allow yourself to experience in your life. A world in which a stranger (read : the author) uses words so beautifully to form a chain of thought or an expression of an innermost feeling that you always felt but never understood. Awakening.
– Lose yourself in some fact based or opinion based reading. It may not be emotionally intriguing but definitely enriching, triggering ideas and invoking an astonishing level of motivation and goal seeking in you. Fulfilling.
– Indulge in the biggest but most basic blessings in your life. Relationships. Emails to friend who lives half the world away. An email that in todays world most of us have found a way to bring in the equal satisfaction of a conversation. A long, indulging conversation with a family member. To relive the love that exists in your life and the love that will propel you forward
– Or write. Like what I am doing now. To connect with myself. To put together many a thought and gain that much needed better understanding of one’s own self. To find so much gratification in expression. To feel joy.
I am done. Joy that I worked on through mind and body envelopes me right now. To break beyond the obvious and achieve the unknown. To value the essentials and not letting much else impair my sight right now. I love my life. I love my people – family and friends. They make my life. I make my life what it is and thats as good as it can get for you, me or anyone else.
We are in the process of setting up our house. So many things to buy. So many shops to visit. So many decisions to take. Exciting, stressful, liberating and taxing. All at once. Such beautiful things to choose from that it instills a great sense of excitement in your mind. Making the most convincing choice is stressful. Especially when you have particular taste without an unlimited budget. Discovering worthwhile thrift stores and the one off furniture stores (I mean the standalone stores in your neighbourhood. not a chain store) with ample treasures on sale is liberating. It makes you realise that you can have a unique home which does not share items with most people in your area. Even more so when they are not exorbitantly priced. Finding a balance between money, time and tastes can be taxing.
Then you go through all the lovely internet pages on store reviews, home tours or just beautiful things (like my favourite blog – once upon a tea time http://onceuponateatime.blogspot.com/ ). Collectively, they inspire you. Individually they give out great sources for timeless pieces to collect for your home. Spending time on these pages builds so many varied pictures in your mind for your home.
One step at a time. As needy as I am for a fully furnished house right now, I want to build it with love, care and prudence. Prudence for money and for taste. I want to pick up only those items that excites me and makes me believe its making my home beautiful for me to live in. I want to buy only those items that justifies the cost in such a way that the cost does not matter. To elaborate, if its a little expensive you still see so much long term value in it that it does not really pinch you. Or if its dirt cheap, you still see so much value in it that to you it isnt really a cheap deal. Cheap or not, if you love it, its always a great deal.
Have picked up few pieces for home which are dear to me. Oh let me tell you, a water bottle even can sometimes make me believe I have pretty things in the house 🙂 I will plan a post on these items sometime.
How we underestimate the value of sleep. Or I did. All these years I attached value to a good nights sleep only for the sole purpose of making the brain function as expected and at its best at work. Went easy on it in the last year when I have been at home and not working. But it almost feels like I am an entirely different person the day I wake up at a reasonable hour and have had a great night’s sleep. I am happier. Sleep induces a calm state of mind in your system and triggers all the positive switches in your head to come on. Suddenly, you feel like there is so much potential in the world. That there is so much you can deliver. That every backward step life sometimes forces you to take actually is not the end of the world or for that matter end of anything. There are multiple ways in which you can get ahead. Sleep lets in a freshness in your entire body and mind. Fresh energy enters your system and you watch yourself do all the things you thought but did not do just yesterday. Procrastination appears to be the first thing that sleep fights. It almost feels like life would just be so simple and you will be so driven daily if only you slept well every night. Is it really that simple? Am I giving a little too much credit to sleep?