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Not sure, what I’m going to write or what’s going on with me. Most probably it will turn into a long depressing rant, and will make ‘stronger’ case for people who perceive and call me a loser.

You know, what’s been haunting me for few days, months and years is ‘nobody cares’. Right, words have become too meaningless, conversations too shallow, it’s all so superficial. Like, ‘how are you? Or how are you doing?’ Do we/they even know what they/we are asking? Do we/they really want to know? Are we/they willing to listen? Willing to spend energy on someone? Willing to make a connection or investment in someone? 99.9% answer is a resounding NO.  

But still, interactions/conversations rotate and revolve around these, but WHY is it that? May be it’s the curiosity, that’s it. And at times, just to use other’s misery/success as benchmark for measuring our own life. Ohh this this guy is in such a mess, and my life is way better than him, or oh he is such a lucky chap and I’m down in the dumps. It’s like evoking our emotions (happy and sad) based on someone else’s.  That’s probably is the biggest poison, when we start treating other’s gain as our personal loss. Someone got a good job becomes ‘oh my life is so pathetic’, when someone buys a luxury car or vacation or house, it immediately becomes ‘my life is such a suffering’. If you are happy ‘no body cares’, if you are sad then again ‘nobody cares’. What’s going in your head, what you are thinking, what is troubling you? – Nobody wants to know, nobody cares. And I really can’t stress on this – nobody cares.   Yes, only curiosity is there, in same way as we like to watch reality shows (or peek into people’s Facebook profile). 

Earlier you come to terms with it better it is for you.  On contrary, if that’s what life is, then why do we want others to care? Why do we want others validation? Or interventions to validate our happiness or sadness? It’s like expecting others to give you a priority treatment on freeways because you had a tough day at work. Like you can hear happy or sad songs while driving depending on your mood but nobody cares in what mood you are driving or what’s going on in your life.

Consider yourself luckiest even if you have just one person in the life who really cares. Parents/siblings/spouse/friends everyone will care but till a certain point, after that you are on your own.  Choice is simple (simple things are most difficult), just become that other 0.1%.

Rule# 104)

Here’s another one, hope this will make sense someday.

Usually your system password expires in 30/45 days, and prompts you to change it, so my suggestion to you is to keep your password something ‘meaningful’, something which keeps reminding your about your ‘goals’ for at least next 30/45 days. Good examples are – ‘drinkwater2Liter’; ‘eatHealthy2day’, etc etc.

104)  Keep meaningful, positive living reinforcing passwords.

कुछ बन जाते है

बहुत दिनों से इस की तलाश थी, आज जा के मिली तो सोचा इसे यहाँ दर्ज़ कर देते कही फिर से  खो न जाये.
उदय प्रकाश जी की बेहतरीन कविता। .... कुछ बन जाते है.

कुछ बन जाते है 

तुम मिसरी की डली बन जाओ
मैं दूध बन जाता हूँ
तुम मुझ में
घुल जाओ

तुम ढ़ाई साल की बच्ची बन जाओ
मैं मिसरी घुला दूध हूँ मीठा
मुझे एक सांस में पी जाओ

अब मैं मैदान हूँ
तुम्हारे सामने दूर तक फ़ैला हुआ
मुझ में दौड़ो , मैं पहाड़ हूँ
मेरे कंधो पर चढ़ो और फ़िसलों

मैं सेमल का पेड़ हूँ
मुझे ज़ोर ज़ोर से झकझोरो और
मेरी रुई को हवा की तमाम परतों में
बादलों के छोटे छोटे टुकड़ों की तरह
उड़  जाने दो

ऐसा करता हूँ की मैं अखरोट बन जाता हूँ
तुम उसे चुरा लो
और किसी कोने में छिपकर
चुप चाप उसे  तोड़ो

गेहूँ का दाना बन जाता हूँ मैं
तुम धुप बन जाओ
मिटी हवा पानी बन कर
मेरे भीतर के रिक्त कोशो में लुकछुप्पी खेलो
या कोपल हो कर मेरी किसी गाँठ से कही से भी तुरंत फूट जाओ

तुम अँधेरा बन जाओ
मैं बिल्ली बन कर दबे पाओं
चलूँगा चोरी चोरी

क्यों न ऐसा करे
मैं चीनी मिटी का प्याला बन जाता हूँ
और तुम तश्तरी
और हम कही से गिर के एक साथ टूट जाते है सुबह सुबह

या मैं गुब्बारा बनता हूँ नीले रंग का
तुम उसके भीतर की हवा बन कर फैलो
और बीच आकाश में मेरे साथ फूट  जाओ

या फिर ऐसा करते है के
हम कुछ और बन जाते है....... 

Rule# 103

If someday you find all these rules and norms around too academic, my only suggestion for you would be – ‘go for a walk’. Yes, just get going, switch off your phone, no music, nothing. Just walk, walk in streets, in parks, in crowd, anywhere just walk.

103) Drink lots of water and just WALK.

Rule# 102

If one day you find your trousers are sliding down your waist and you need a belt to keep it in right place, then there is a good possibility that your ‘paunch’ is getting rounder and pushing your pants down with every breath. 

102)  Keep your paunch in check.

Rule# 101

By lamenting over past or worrying about future keeps on robbing our present, which kills the future and soon becomes past.

101) Remember,  Anxiety about future and regrets of past are the WORST enemies of the present.

Rule# 100

Yo, you know whether you like it or not, but you are basically STUCK between your mom and I.
I always say, kids are always a weird amalgam of their parents, one day you look like me and other day like your mom; one day you behave like me and other day like your mom and it is an unending cycle.
It is such strange, weird and beautiful feeling to witness all this with you, sometimes you are so shy and reserved, sometimes you (used to) go and say hello to random people on street.  When go super quiet and shy I see myself in you, it feels good but at the same time I don’t want you to be like that. It’s ok to be like that for small period but I’m afraid if you prolong it then you’ll miss all the fun.
It’s always like a battle between your inner introvert and extrovert, and these days introvert is holding an edge.

So here comes the next rule –

100) Though I don’t want to force you to be someone you are not but keep your phases short and be an ‘ambivert’ :-)

Rule# 99)

You know Gudda, this might sound awkward to most of people, but with all my years of experience I want to share one of my observation about Laxmi Maiyaa.

Most important thing for Laxmi Maiyaa is ‘Respect’; yes RESPECT, just look around, all kinds of people – corrupt bureaucrats , or politicians or bad people, all kind of characters loaded with tons of money. Laxmi Maiyaa doesn’t distinguishes between ‘goodness’ or ‘badness’ of heart of a person, it treats all of them uniformly, but if someone disrespects HER or thinks he owns HER then Laxmi Maiyaa finds ways to leave.

Here’s next rule for you –

99) Always respect Laxmi Maiyaa.