Sunday, 22 September 2019

# When they call you Crazy...




When they call you crazy you just...


Use them to grow yourself!! Sounds wrong? No, it’s not. 

It’s a cool headway from a sleepwalk to a skywalk.
By acting in a low conscious level, as sleepwalkers we bump into clashes that come from acting together with different people, from different sources. Relationships, work, partners, family, friends, neighbors… and so on and so forth.

When does your clash rise? When you clearly perceive others’ careless and deceitful actions.

In our lives, all along, there are certain people that utterly break certain values.

Some break your trust. Some shatter your dreams.
Some put you down in each possible way. Some feel ‘bigger’ to badge you.
Some provoke you and play a victim. Some come in the disguise of saviors.
Some wait for their time to kick you hard. Some are busy portraying you ugly.

In such a situation you tend to wonder..!

“Hey! Why are they not so honest?”
“Why aren’t they following the basics?”
“OMG! Why do they even lie?”
“Whoa! Why do they disrupt my life?”

Why do they behave like that?

Let’s figure out some psychology here. The reason is simple! They are in pain, all through their entire lives of whatever it can be. You remind them of their unwise ways and it triggers their dormant pain which is on an await to erupt. Or as a solace, you may want to discuss their actions with someone who comes with warm hugs and a welcome drink. That someone irresponsibly, unethically takes it as a grand project and puts you in scornful state and that ignites the sleepwalkers and makes them nastier.  

Then it resonates...

“Hey you mind your own business”
“You have to be practical. Learn to survive.”
“Oh, you are crazy.. you just overthink.”
"Please, don't be emotional." 
('Emotional' is a new term people are using to belittle you of late. I just want to tell you, if you don't have emotions your life is a lie or you are lying)
AHA! This is exactly when you need to pump some peace into your system to
USE & GROW

The Three-Step Solution:

1.     Wake up from your Sleepwalking and start Observing

Are they disloyal? You don’t be one.
Are they cynical? Avoid cynicism.
Are they judgmental? Stop judging.
Do they backstab? You don’t!

2.     Congratulate yourself you are an Early Bird

You are up, early baby! You have plenty of time to study the sleepwalkers.
You are now mindful enough to watch how awful the unawareness is.
You come up to a class and you have no concern to correct others.   
Above all you can use the sleepwalkers as the alarm for not falling back.   

3.     Bring up the Wise from within you

Realize that it is not time for the sleepwalkers to wake up yet.
Dive deep into your height of consciousness.
Become your better version by learning from their actions.
Get stronger, wiser and bolder as you come across more sleepwalkers.


Thank the sleepwalkers! It’s them that helped you to RAISE UP and ROAR LOUD.

Don't be negative. Don't be bitter. Don't talk bad.

They are just SLEEPWALKERS.

THANK YOU
LOVE

SHAILA

Wednesday, 3 July 2019

BE MY ALCHEMIST




THOU ART THE ALCHEMIST!!

The only Alchemist through the Ages!! 

Oh, my Alchemist! Gratify and Manifest!!

Calcinate – Die to be Real 

               Throw me into your crucible, the Cup of Creation!

               Watch me burn, I am on your Fire!!

               Annihilating the dear hubris along with the inflated debris!!

               Help me lose my skins in the Joy of Burning!!

               Let the howling Vitriol melt the corrosions and constructions!!

               I surrender to reduce me to my Primal Matter!!  

Dissolve - Jump Over the Moon as Mooji says

               Ashes immersed for the cleansing all that is inferior!!

               All the heavy emotions I let them lose!! 

               I am determined to rise from this Dip of Darkness!!

               As I journey inward, strengthen my every single cell!!

Separate – Pure Intelligence Plays

              Departed from Self and arrived at the Soul!!

              The Sieve is so fine sifting empty dregs!!

              Confirming the courage to shed away the silts!!

              The Light of Pure Intelligence warming up the breeze!! 

Conjunction - Meeting the Soul

              Yoking one with the Hidden Core and making Mystical Love!!

              In the quest for Wisdom so that I can live from the Heart!!

              Sculpting me to become not to be what I am not!!

              Contouring as the best of what I am by now!!

Putrefy - Back into the Battle

              Back into the battle with the treated ego!!

              Putrid thoughts floating up to come face to face!!

              Revealing the signs of a new beginning!!

Ferment – Elegance over the Fence

            The Dead sitting still in the night to Resurrect with the Dawn!!                     
            The Begotten in the Womb, awaiting the Balsam of the Soul!!

            In the intense prayer, meditating upon Mystical Merging!!

            Trekking in the beam of the Elegant Ingenuity!!

            Insights peek as I taste the Breath of Peace!!

Distill – Rise up and also Descend

            Chains growing Wings!!  From Vessel to the Sky!!  

            Cooked and Condensed!!

            Weaving in the Fabric of Soul to celebrate the Life!!

            Observing faces in the Light of You!!

Coagulate – Loose and Solid

             Crystallizing into the Secure State!!

             Marinating in Ambrosia, that penetrates deep into the Mind!!

             No Others except Reflections in The crush of Mirror Worlds!!

             Fluttering as I begin!!

            “What I seek is seeking Me!!”


Oh, My Alchemist!! I AM Your Magnum Opus!!




Thank You,

Love

SHAILA

Tuesday, 12 February 2019

W.O.R.D.S


“The average person speaks 2,250 words to 7.4 other individuals. Will these words used to hurt or to heal?”

These words struck a chord in me so deeply while I was watching a Netflix series lately leaving me wordless for a while.
Sometimes emptying of words is a great help one can ever do to this world. As we never seem to stop feeding others with instantaneous, needless and careless words. We tongue fling words to seep out our anger, hatred, envy or shadowy disliking.
Approximately among the 7,000 words, an average person speaks a single day…
How many are used to build a person?
How many uphold someone’s dignity?
How many make a difference in somebody’s life?
How many send out kindness and care?
Words are energy. Words project our character. Words reflect our thoughts. Words reflect our version of the other person.
Don’t assume. Don’t analyze. Don’t rate.
It’s not that people come to you expecting something. People do not always come with ideas.
Don’t serve words with your custom made opinions. Detox the world, free from your sugarcoated words.
Words are either Flowers or Swords. What you want to throw?
Thank You,
Shaila

Tuesday, 20 November 2018

Let's Mind Our Noses


Don’t litter people’s lives with empty advises… As most of us we exactly know what we are doing!!
Can’t resist from throwing? Wait… there is a bin that is meant for it!
Don’t weigh people’s lives with customized measuring cups…
Life has it’s flow… you don’t want to solidify it to decorate your shelf!

Judge not… to be not a MONGER
Copy not… to be not a JOKER

Thank You
Love
Shaila 

Tuesday, 19 June 2018

The Narc Jack - Not a fiction :)



ఒక నార్క్ నక్క

పంచతంత్రం కథ లోని నీలి గుంట నక్క మళ్ళీ జన్మెత్తింది...

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“నేను విడిది రోజుల్లో ఉన్నా... వారాంతం తర్వాత కలుద్దాం... అప్పటివరకూ కాస్త ఆగు” అని నక్క బావ పంచతంత్రం నక్కకి చెప్పింది...

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నక్క బావ ఒంటినిండా నెత్తురోడుతూ బొరియ వద్ద ముడుచుకు పడుకుంది...

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“పరామర్శలు తర్వాత ముందు పొద చాటుకి తప్పుకో” అంది నక్క బావ...

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పాదం చిక్కిన మరుక్షణం తన ముసుగులన్నీ విసిరేసింది నక్క బావ...

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గాలివాసనలకి పక్క నక్కలు పది వచ్చి చేరాయి...

లేవలేని తనమీద లేడి కూన దాడి చేసిందని చెప్పుకుంది నక్క బావ...

“అయ్యో! అది అంత పని చేసిందా!! అప్పుడే చెప్పాం ఆ లేడి కూనని నమ్మొద్దని విన్నావు కావు!” అని నక్క బావ కళ్ళు తుడిచి తోడు నిలిచాయి పక్క నక్కలు...

పది నక్కలూ కాస్త పక్కకి వెళ్ళాక ఒక్క గంతులో పంచతత్రం నక్క నక్కి ఉన్న చెట్టు చాటుకి వచ్చింది నక్క బావ...

“అర్థమయ్యింది అర్థమయ్యింది. కానీ మరి ఇందాకటి ఆ నెత్తుటి మరకలేమిటి?” అడిగింది పంచతంత్రం నక్క..

“ఓస్ అదా! అవి అంతకు ముందు వేట తాలూకూ ముస్తాబులు...” వెకిలిగా నవ్వింది నక్క బావ...

“అందుకే నిన్ను రమ్మన్నా.... ఈ మాత్రం ఎత్తులకి రంగులెందుకు చెప్పు.... వేట నెత్తురు ఉండగా పూత రంగులు ఎందుకోయ్? వేటకి వేటే ఎర చాలదూ...” ముగించింది నక్క బావ...

“నిజమే... నువ్వే నా గురువు... ఇంతకీ నీ పేరేమిటో గురూ...” అడిగింది ఆరాధనగా అర్థమయ్యింది నక్క...

“నార్సిసిస్ట్ అంటార్లే నన్ను... పేరులో ఏముంది.... నా పధ్ధతి నేర్చుకో... పెద్దమనిషిలా బతుకుతావ్!!” అంది నక్క బావ.



The Narc Jack

The Blue Fox of the Panchatantra tale takes birth again...

Stirred by vasanas of his previous birth, the Fox heads over to a parlor to get him dyed in blue again...

In the parlor he sees a Fox Bro, getting pampered with perfumed massages and scented scrubs right from the tip of his tail to the tip of his snout...

As the parlor assistant steps into dye the Panchatantra Fox, this Fox Bro stops her from doing so...

“I am in my holidays, meet me after the weekend,” said the Fox Bro to the Panchatantra Fox …

The next week Panchatantra Fox went to the specified hunting ground to meet Fox Bro…

On arriving there Panchatantra Fox notices the Fox Bro lying victim by the burrow with blood smeared all over his body...

Just when the Panchatantra Fox begins to open up his lip to ask something, a Baby Doe jumped in nearby…

“Enquiries later! Go hide behind the bush!” said the Fox Bro in scurrying…

With occasional weaning and sympathetic wailing, the Wolf Bro attracts the Baby Doe to its side…

Out of unnecessary sympathy and unmatched empathy, the Baby Doe put her tiny foot in Fox Bro’s ‘paw’…

The moment he got hold of her tiny foot Fox Bro threw off his ‘decency’ masks…

The sweet little talks, the innocent looks, and the deepest appeals of the Baby Doe evaporated in her own warm pool of blood…

The Fox Bro mutely licked off all the traces…

The smell in the wind brought ten more other foxes to the Fox Bro...

“That crazy Baby Doe charged the vulnerable me!” spoke the Fox Bro shifting to his victim tone...

“O’ Poor bro! Did she do so!! We warned you of that doe earlier. Why do
you want to believe such anyway!?” saying the other foxes take his side…

Post the disperse of the pack of foxes, the Fox Bro hopped to the bush where the Panchatantram Fox is hiding and watching...

"Ok… now I understand what it is but what about the bloody stains seeming before?" asked the Panchatantram Fox …

"Oh, it’s the makeup from the previous hunt ..." Chortles the Fox Bro with a wily wink...

“That’s why I told you to come here today… Tell me now…. why you need extra dyes for simple ploys? ‘Remains of the previous hunt are enough prey for next hunt’” concluded the Fox Bro…

“True… True… You are my Guru now… By the way your name Guru….?” asked the Panchatantram Fox with a lot of devotion and adoration…
“Narcissist is what they call me… But what is it in a name... Follow my ways and Pose like a gentleman" said the Fox Bro!!!


ஒரு நார்க் நரி

பஞ்சதந்திரம் கதையில் வரும் நீல நிற குள்ள நரி மீண்டும் பிறவியெடுத்தது ...

பூர்வ ஜென்ம மிச்சத்தில் ஒர் எச்சத்தின் காரணமாக மீண்டும் நீல வண்ணம் பூசிக் கொள்ள ஒரு பார்லரை நோக்கி நகன்றது...

பார்லரில் மற்றொரு நரி மாமா வால்முதல் முகவாய் வரை வாசனை எண்ணெய் மாலிஷ்ஷிலும்,செம்பஞ்சு குழம்பு பூசலிலும் சொகுசாக படுத்திருந்தது...

பஞ்சதந்திரம் நரிக்கு நீல வண்ணம் பூச இருந்த சேடிப் பெண்ணை தடுத்து நிறுத்தி விட்டது நரி மாமா...

"நான் ஓய்வு நாட்களில் இருக்கிறேன் அடுத்த வாரம் நாம் சந்திப்போம் அதுவரை கொஞ்சம் பொறு" என்றது என்றது பஞ்சதந்திரம் நரியிடம் அந்த நரி மாமா...

அடுத்த வாரம் நரி மாமா சொன்ன வேட்டைவெளிக்கு சென்றது பஞ்சதந்திரம் நரி...

அங்கு உடலெங்கும் வடியும் இரத்தத்துடன் ஒடிந்து ஒடுங்கி அந்த நரி மாமா...

பஞ்சதந்திரம் நரி வாய் அசைப்பதற்க்குள் தொலைவில் இருந்து வந்து குதித்தது மான் குட்டி ஒன்று... 

"கேள்விகளெல்லாம் பிற்பாடு... புதருக்குப் பின் போய் நில் இப்போது" என்றது நரி மாமா...

அவ்வப்போது முனகியும்... விட்டு விட்டு புலம்பியும் மான் குட்டியை கவர்ந்திழ்ழுத்தது நரி மாமா...

தேவையற்ற கனிவுடனும் அவசியமற்ற பாசத்துடனும் அதிகபிரசங்கித்தனமாக நரி மாமாவின், நகங்கள் மறைக்கப் பட்ட பாததில் தனது பிஞ்சு பாததை பதித்தது மான் குட்டி...

பிஞ்சு பாதம் கிடைத்த தொட்ட நொடியில் போர்த்தி வைத்திருந்த பொய் மூடிகளை தூக்கியெறிந்தது நரி மாமா...

மான் குட்டியின் முத்துப் பேச்சும் மிரண்ட விழியும் வேண்டு கோளும் அதன் உதிரக்குளத்திலேயே ஊசலாடி கரைந்தன...

கண் இமைக்கும் நேரத்தில் தடயங்களை எல்லாம் ஏப்ப்ம் விட்டது நரி மாமா...

காற்றில் கசிந்த செய்தியை தொடர்ந்து பத்து ஓநாய்கள் பதறியடித்து வந்து சூழ்ந்தன...

சக்தியற்ற தன்னை மான் குஞ்சு தாக்கி சாய்த்ததென்று பரிதாபமாக ஊளையிட்டது நரி மாமா…

அய்யோ அப்படியா அது செய்துவிட்டது!! அப்பவே சொல்லவில்லயா அந்த மான் குஞ்சை நம்பாதே என்று... நீதான் கேட்கவில்லையே! நல்லவர்கள் நாமிருக்க இனி உனக்கு ஏது பயம்?" என்று நரி மாமாவின் கண் துடைத்து உறுதுணையாய் நின்றது நரி கூட்டம்

நரி கூட்டம் சற்று ஒதுங்கியவுடனே ஒரே தாவலில் பஞ்சதந்திரம் நரி ஒளிந்திருக்கும் புதரின் பின் வந்து நின்றது நரி மாமா...


"நன்றாக புரிந்து கொண்டேன். ஆனால் இதற்க்கு முன் உன் உடம்பில் தோன்றிய இரத்த கசிவு...." புரியாமல் இழுத்தது பஞ்சதந்திரம் நரி...

"ஓ!! அதுவா அட, அது முதல் வேட்டையின் மிச்சங்கள் அடுத்த வேட்டைக்கு போடும் வலைகள்" கோணலாக இளித்தது நரி மாமா...

இதற்க்குத் தானே உன்னை இங்கு வரச்சொன்னேன். சிறு சூழ்ச்சிக்கு பெரு வண்ணங்களேன்? முதல் வேட்டையின் உதிரமிருக்க நீல வண்ணமேன்? வேட்டைக்கு பொரி வேட்டையன்றோ!’.... என பாடத்தை முடித்தது நரி மாமா...

"உண்மை ... உண்மை இனி நீதான் என் குரு... உன் பெயரென்னவோ குரூ..." வினவியது பஞ்சதந்திரம் நரி...


"நார்சிஸிஸ்ட் என்றழைப்பார்கள் என்னை ... பெயரல்ல பெரிது... என் வழியை பயின்றுவா சிறிது .... பெரிய மனிதனைப் போல் வாழ" என்றது நரி மாமா...!!!

*Inspired by a talk with my sis-in-law
* Thank you Banu for extending enhancing corrections in Tamil version

Thank You
Love
Shaila

Tuesday, 8 May 2018

Philosophy of a Human Doll.



The other day a friend of mine asked me “When are you going to lose your weight?”
This question comes, after me losing oodles of weight of late. The friend was feeling very sorry for me for carrying 58 kilos of weight around!!
More or less a couple of years ago, my best friend told me “Aw!! I am scared to see your DP (What’s App) and am running away.”
Do you really expect that from your ‘best’ friend? Isn’t it way too rude??
More than a decade ago, a friend was reporting me, amidst few other friends about how she nearly choked to see me so heavy, with all my weight (might be 60 kilos then).
Like, really??!!
A friend, colleague, relative or anyone may criticize. Here I am not going to say that, “People criticize you because they are threatened by your competency, charm etc.” Okay.
I am also not going to say that “They are struggling to get attention for what they are short of and so they will end up whining.” Alright. 
Also, I will not say that “When they can’t do with whining anymore, they rush to spread 'out of the blue' news about you and will try to act hating you.”
I don't judge!!!!
I am here to tell you only this!! This is my philosophy!!
I don’t store opinions. Stout, thin, beautiful, ugly, bald, bushy, tall, short, fair, dark, clever, moron, smart, innocent, good, bad……… these are just the beliefs in this brief Shelf Life. Sooner or later this doll will be replaced with another form.
The purpose of my Shelf Life is not to become more than what I AM.
Nothing needed to be added or removed or improved. I have a Manufacturer.
Look at me. You are looking at the utter PERFECTION. Vice versa.
I AM an everlastingly Perfect Human Doll!!!

Thank You, Love!

Shaila