Why mirroring is important?

If not mirror, how would you get to see an amazing person otherwise. Many of us live in oblivion and die without leaving a trace, no, I'm not talking about carbon footprint!

If only we look at the mirror, and accept the person we see in mirror with love, it will bring a world of positive change. But sadly, when we look at the mirror, we look at it with so many layers of intangible glasses.

Glasses of all types, judgments, conclusions or conditioning that says, look at you and others, they're managing relationship so well, doing so good in life. 

Let's do good with ourselves. To evolve we need to be in praise of what we are in the moment. 

Love,

Preyash

Me with mirror

At times I wish I had someone by my side who didn't judge me, held me and said, 'dear, it's ok. I'm with you. I accept you the way you are. I believe in you.' But that's not gonna be..real world doesn't work on fancies and each one of us fancy this soul-buddy.  Before I embrace the loved ones, wishing for this buddy I know I have to embrace myself.

The Dark Reality

We often live in guilt, anguish and sorrow; self affirmation and counseling in such times is incorrect. We have to be with it, accept it with grace and without remorse. There is no point preaching, don't think bad and all. Because it's a different plane and as true as the white ones. When you're positive, optimistic you don't see this aspect, so discarding the dark emotions is impractical and not feasible.

My Endeavour

I had almost given up. It was not that I thought myself to be incompetent or short of skillsets, but just that I didn't have interest in this matter. Just when I decided to take a call and quit, my friend said, 'right move, it's impossible and brought me in.

A Plastic Toy

They wanted me to behave

To always smile,

They cared not differ between

Calm and fragile

They wanted me NOT to disrespect

Shout at others

They inculcated in me

All good manners

They reduced me to a battery operated

Toy of plastic

I remember and regret now….

Was born a human(sic)

I fear

The more I know you
The more I like to hear

The less I talk with you
The more I fear!

What happened on 16th June?

Dreams Interrupted

With the kind of contacts I had back then, I wanted to be the marketing face of a new start up I was planning with my friends. I had applied for IGNOU’s study centre in Bokaro and I was hopeful of getting that (actually I got it in early months of 2007).

I remember

I was hit when I was least prepared. I could not recollect anything but the pain of head bleeding profusely. I remember a stranger, a god sent saviour, auto driver Sanjay Singh who requested his passengers to get down, take other auto so that he could take me to nearby hospital opposite St Xavier College in Ranchi.

I remember

Faces of my parents, family members, uncle and aunt who love me more than their child. I remember rage, anger, strong feeling of revenge. The trauma, the realization of lingering outcome of the brain injury, I remember who directed me to come to Delhi to pursue career. I remember my lacklustre start of my second innings with Indian Retail School which was later merged with its parent company, Pearl Academy.

I remember

Transferring that pain, anger on the closed ones. I remember what a selfless institution did to help me recover, repair the damages. In profession I came across a few awesome personalities, fiery and head straight. I remember deciding to start afresh, accepting the current situation and deciding to move on,  resolving to reclaim against odds. I remember recollecting my energies and focusing again to live my dream.

I do have anger but you ask which one I would choose, punishing those who were guilty or returning good to those who did good to me, I will beyond doubt choose the latter always.