All posts tagged: Environment

Getting to you

Sometimes from somewhere a may be comes. Now may be is hope. It is told to you if you can run till a point you might catch what you are seeking. The time is limited. You have no idea of the way. Your resolve at first will be far from achieving it. But in the now you start running. But you realize that light has started getting darker. The steps are uneven. Some slopes. Some roses with thorns of autumn. Some puzzles to make the way interesting. If you then just gain that rhythm of not merely running but enjoying the performance of just being. Using body and mind just as a tool. That when you will even reach. There will be no one to clap. But the rewards are going to be so multiple from all the oxytocin that you created with your thoughts, with your lungs. That whole space will start treating you as you are his own. Quietly. Advertisements

A trigger and the Cycle

A trigger prompts a cycle. And that cycle might go on longer than it should. The first spoonful of ice cream can trigger a cycle of binge eating that you regret later. The silence of walking into an empty house might trigger you to turn on the TV, and that cycle of wasting time watching nothing that matters goes on all night. The rush to get out the door leads to a cycle of rushing, which makes your commute a daredevil exercise, one that takes hours to recover from. It’s really useful to see your cycles and to work to dampen them (it’s almost impossible to go cold turkey). Even better is to find and eliminate the triggers. That’s surprisingly easy if you care enough. Quit Twitter. Empty your freezer. Wake up ten minutes earlier… Make these decisions when you’re not in the middle of a cycle. With the trigger gone, you might discover the cycles are gone too.

Digital mind

The world has long gone past finding comfort for humans. Comfort seems secondary. They might only say it has only started. Facebook and Google will leave no stone unturned to get even the last human trying to hide in his cave to the world. The momentum of the world trade and news constantly travelling is like making too much noise standing. IIam certain the race is not to find god but to become formless while living. One can argue, we are our own god and only us can stop ourselves from doing or not doing. In doing they might have exceeded their own expectations but every achievement is not the end of the story. The story keeps becoming. It is neverending. It merely adds another layer of truth, another variation of the result. How ever much our minds become digital, we are still a long way to forget our mothers.

Schools ruining the foundational roots of learning

We spent almost 15 years being brainwashed on how to be students. And we’re still paying the price. It is proven that the most dangerous habits all come from high school. Because if you are not willing to explore and experience, you are not willing to learn. Traditional schooling rewards multitasking and widespread mediocrity, with a focus on ‘good enough’. means you’ve done enough, quick, get on to the next thing. I was reading it on somewhere that almost every public speaker has experienced the back-row syndrome. Where did we learn to seek out the anonymous middle or the nether zone of the back row? Who taught us to worry about getting called on? If you’re going to bother showing up, why not show up in the front row? It’s that tension and focus that will help you see yourself in a different light. Wondering is a lot more effective than wandering. School pushes hard for wide not deep. It puts maximum pain on us when we’re doing below the standard in things we don’t love, …

Days at Mount Black

Dawn 13 Day 1 I went rather late. In midst of going or not going which has become a pattern. The sun became orange and soon hid behind city buildings. I was still in metro. I took two tuk tuks and still had to walk. The air changed to worst. The smell. Blood was seen spilled. The water filled pot holed roads. I bought four chocolates for the girl and one for the boy. I reached without straying to her place. She had just taken bath and was looking at herself when from the sides of her eye she saw me. And hid herself behind the door. She was humming a song. Combing her wet hair. Looking at herself. But as she hid herself from my gaze, she was smiling, she was shying. I asked about her health. If she is studying? of course not. I met her brother. I remembered him fondly. He was the most interactive little boy facing camera confidently last year when I was shooting. I gave both of them each …

Learn to give

Dawn 12 1:14 AM New Delhi I am still struggling to write daily. Even though intentions seem strong but after continuing for four days to five I have seen missing one. School is doing well and in these last four months that I have happened to stay at one place, after many years I learnt about a lot about my own school. Setting up a studio and taking classes, understanding there world and spending crucial time with them on their important days has been enriching. Today I and mother went to the printers and designed a report card. She had been wanting to change the way a report card looks. It has to be playful for smaller children, so we went. I could find some really nice themes sitting with the designer. I will share it soon. – I ask myself a question by the end of everyday. What did I learn today? And many a times I fail to get an answer. There are so many things that one does, little by little. And …