Rakshas over humans. Here’s why ? #WriteDecember

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If you have read any Indian mythology there’s reference to Rakshas or demons if i can translate it right. I wonder why we hate being one of them like don’t get me wrong, lately i was struck with the notion why as to why Rakshas always won the favor of one or the other God, knowing the fact that he/she will misuse the power he’s about to earn. WHY ? How can a God be so fool to shower an important power to that kind of demon ?

Then something rings in my ear – WHY NOT ? After all no matter how evil their desires and wishes be, they were atleast true to themselves and cares to show themselves the way they are, keeping their intention either bad or good, absolutely clear unlike HUMANS these days, they are totally hypocrites masking their bad intentions and nature under the veil of goodness having a filthy heart that ultimately blocks the way to god’s grace, so in that case i consider Rakshas to be much better than today’s HUMANS.

What do you think about it ?

Love :

Infinite Being ❤

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5 things am learning from my daughter.

Being mumma is challenging and yes ! Much opportunity to learn from lovely kid too. So, here’s the list what am learning these days :

  • TRUST : One of the ingredients to every beautiful relation in the world but here my lovely expands that definition & trust the entire universe to whatever is happening to her.
  • Expression : She’s and every new born infant express completely, truly and fearlessly. From crying her heart out to laughing with her toothless smile.
  • EXPLORE : She loves new things and want everyone to be creative in terms of pampering her (quite a tough job ! ).
  • ACTIVE : She knows how lazy her mom is so she makes sure to inculcate in her habit of early rising and kicking and punching with her legs and hands to stay active all day. (I’m betting on her that she’ll be an awesome boxer some day! ) 😀
  • SMILE : Last but not the least, she smiles every single day more so when she woke up to boast her face value and face the day.

Well, that’s not the END let me inculcate those first before i switch on to new ones. Meditate upon them, maybe they can help you too.

Stay Amazing !

Love :

Infinite Being ❤img_20151004_151003

Lesson 1

The day you arrived,

I was happy as hell,

To welcome the newness,

The natural process of reproduction of this world,

You hold on to my utreus,

Like a rope to climb the ladder of life,

Growing, feeling, thinking every sense of being alive,

Love that my body showers and still showering amidst the storm,

You hold on tight to your mom’s senses,

To bring solace to her nerves,

Her never ending struggle with the world around,

Carrying you all these months is like carrying a part of myself with care,

The moment you’ll be out,

You’ll still be the part i never want to part with,

Keep that smile, remember and that strength to strengthen your being forever,

That’s what the first lesson your mom’s teaching you this teacher’s day for your new life.

Love :

Infinite Being ❤

Story of a chair.

‘When people do sit on you ? How do you feel Mr. chair’, asked the human.

‘Well, i’m glad am of some use to the humankind whose so mean to throw me, kick me and hurt me thinking am inanimate object’, sobbed Mr. Chair and almost broke down when he spoke those 2 heart breaking words – inanimate objects. Handing him the handkerchief, the human heart cracked inside just to see the state he made of creatures both animate and mute around.

An ambulance was called carrying a carpenter to fix Mr. Chair’s grief – a heartbreak, clearly he showed the signs of depression, tired of serving, haunted with human presence for years.

And every news channel flooded with the reports and questions never to be answered, what kind of development is this ? Where are the rights of a chair ? Who permitted trees to be chopped off to be converted into furniture ? Who will take care of plastic ones when broken ?

Mr. Chair went through various treatments finally, unable to survive the heartbreak had to left this world with last words on his lips,’ If ever i was reborn, i’ll never be a human’.

That’s we are.

Make your human avatar of some use not misuse.

Short story from :

Infinite being ❤

 

Who Am I ?

The last time i asked this question – Who am I ? i possibly end this with a very profound line that it’s not body that am made of, it is something eternal, that’s indivisible, cannot be destroyed and up above like you’re the spectator of most of the things going around. And this time too, few days back i asked the same question and i was convinced am not what people see me as in physical terms and at least being a descendent of God, am not that limited in my powers. Then my mind wandered to those saptrishis who were reservoirs of eternal power and bliss. I hardly doubt their powers because whatever in terms of miracles we are doing by creating new discoveries are already there around us that we have forgotten. The changed climatic conditions, scenario and what not we have spoiled as proud and brat homo sapiens.

so, back on who am I ? It raised more questions than satisfying me with an answer to calm my mind. If am a soul, then why this soul, why this body, why these activities, why am behind materialistic things, why i want to be remembered, why exactly people die, why Bhagvata Gita has so much relevance ? Why ? Why ? These Why put more Whys in my way and till i get the answers why not you ask the same question yourself – Who Am I ? 

Till next time ! May God bless you with the same question.

WOW – ‘Dear 16 year old me’

Dear Shalini Sharrma,

Hope you’re doing good because am fine here and today, I will revive your memory when you were just baby 16, that fatty, cutie 16 😀 You wished to be an engineer but the moment you were given the choice between commerce and commerce, you chose commerce and shed few tears to move on in life.

I still remember the day when you confessed to your mother that you hardly want to change your school as you love your friends and their aura but again when she gave the argument of ‘You’re a way smarter in terms of making friends. You hardly have to worry about making friends’ and you had to chose between new school and new school, so you chose new school where you entered with baby steps keeping that heartbeat at a normal rate. And within a month you had so many amazing classmates to call friends and from where you got your 2 besties.

There and then you decided you’ll be an entrepreneur as you love business with ethics, ethics was something your focus was on since you got introduced with the subject and your favorite teacher, the one and only Rajni mam who’s again business studies teacher whom you adore and respect alot irrespective of the entire class who called her ‘Hitler’. Her hopes and love for you was immense and not to forgot that leopard like reading speed with which you always amaze your colleagues and teacher with and that scholar of your class, always requesting you to go a bit slow in reading lessons and in turn you increase your speed and conclude the chapter in few minutes (Let go that fatty scholar with green coat, he will surely read this again at home) 😀

That canteen samsosa which was you and your bestie’s favorite, your hyper attention and activeness during games period and decision to play Kho – Kho and then Judo at state level. To skip classes and then make an excuse of being a sports girl, preparing for matches 😀  That first stance of infatuation – that maturity which was yet to come to differentiate love and attraction and to settle your attraction for a friend, making him your best friend forever.

Studying whole heartedly to be independent, preparing for every single chotu test and scoring full marks in that. Shattered dreams whenever you score less than that, that stupid quest of being at top. Falling and picking up yourself and partially by parents to ensure that you learn life lessons properly. That new excitement to try everything in dress, sports and bunk (although, i hardly bunk).

And that stupid declaration that you’ll be married by 24, amazing all your other friends who were better at wedding plans and all 😉

That stupid holi celebrations that you always hid from and just forcefully attacked by your friends and family, that care free nature about your skin and using every other product fearlessly, how much you have changed in skin care perspective at least 😀

The 1st time you read Shiv Khera’s YOU CAN WIN that brain stormed the perspective that others gave you and your eye popping reaction to that new world full of positive energy and possibilities that eventually transformed you as a READER you’re now.

To give up the stage fear and prove your confident self. I loved the way you were so exciting, spirited and adventurous, giving outlet to every single new thing you want to try. Now, in my 20s as am becoming an adult, i am realizing my heart no longer wants to play out as it used to. Although, am still fun loving, kiddish at heart, a learner and still dream to be an entrepreneur, nature of a person hardly changes. Right 😉

Dear, 16 year old me. Don’t you worry your Shalini is just the same with new software of adults installed and still wish to experience every adventure sport of the world 😀

With Love

One and only Shalini Sharrma

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Cheers ! continued…

Cheers ! he was down the lane to enjoy his new job appointment as a mason. His job appeared to him pretty simple, just to put that cloth on his head, fetch few bricks and arrange them to make it a proper house and since he was working under the constructor so he had to work accordingly, using no mind of his own, just doing what he instructed and at the end of the day he was in possession of rupees 300. ‘Isn’t it amazing?’ he thought. No due, instant payment and after a span he’ll manage to take few holidays and will enjoy a bit more.

‘Cheers’ all of his friends said in union. They drank all night and slept in the same meeting park and woke up late with heavy head and a sort of dizziness. Mahi was vulnerable there and then he decided to never celebrate like this again. Picked up himself and washed his face from the tubewell water to wake his spirits up and to rush to his newly found work. He was literally running as fast as he could so as to save every minute for giving not a single chance to his boss to cut his wages due to being late.

‘Phewww..’ he saw the preparations was going on to start the work and he was finally, on time. He just put on his cloth and get to work without getting noticed. Picked more bricks than usual to impress the boss but the inside pain was unbearable. At last when he reached the 1st story of the building, he unloaded all in a go that let him lie flat on his back when all of a sudden the non properly cemented bricks fell on his head, injuring him there in the cerebellum.

But to his surprise he was not at all hurt, strangely he was in so much enthusiasm and energy that he got up to get his hands on his work when he realized there was no work in the place, he was in a school with an odd uniform unlike other children. Studying and sitting on those dusted benches. He collected and put himself to the last bench so as nobody could notice. Today, the teacher was telling about DESTINY, how few people possibly the great celebrities did to change their lives. He was clearly unaware of those and felt like running away when the last line reached his ears that froze him forever. The teacher emphasised on words,’You are the master of your destiny, nobody else could decide who you want to be, no matter what you’re at present you can always be whatever you want to’. His mind was busy grasping the statement when he raised left hand and asked in hesitation,’ Mam..mam.. can i be The President of our country’. The other students laughed out loud and giggled on his rag like appearance. He was stoned to embarrassment that drenched his cheeks with tears. Unable to even coo his pain, he sat down from where he picked himself up in excitement. Teacher just reached him, took out the handkerchief and wiped his tears to let his eyes clearly met her for her to said those words,’Yes, you can and if anybody has doubts, let them live and laugh at their state but you.. you go ahead and reach for your aim’. She said those words with such confidence that he was moved entirely from head to toe as if that eye contact had hypnotised him, forgetting his pathetic, animal like state.

Then all of a sudden he felt a bucketful of water being poured to his clothes, he opened his eyes in a fit of amazement and watched the people circling around him, shouting out his name but he preferred to get lost in his new powerful, possible state. He was given the first aid and the work continued but this time Mahi worked harder – to earn and to learn. He enrolled himself to a nearby school to continue his studies and mostly found with a book in his hand en route to work, his friends missed him dearly but his passion had griped his throat so as to let him die for it.

‘…That’s what you do when you have found your passion, passion to be something, to burn in that fire inside, to let yourself be staked for that one thing in life. so, what’s yours in this case. Think about it’. ‘Thank you so much honorable President for your passionate words for our school children, am sure they will find their one thing that they strive for, very soon. Thank you very much sir’ the host cheered out on his story that he told to the students. All gave him a standing ovation for his will and determination to be exceptional in his life.

Mahi has an added responsibilities these days, to handle the entire Nation, a vision to take his words, country ahead so as to always Cheers !

Till next time !


You are free to add on your views on Mahi’s change of destiny ?

Girl’s day in.

So, that was exactly when day before yesterday i suffered cold like situation when i decided to just give myself the complete bed rest. That day i realized the most difficult thing for me was silencing my thoughts and how to cheer myself up so that i’ll recover faster than expected. I planned everything in the morning, the rest, the new things i would do and all the other new things am going to try which i left long back, just because i grew up and act like any grown up – Being Busy . Trust me, there’s nothing like growing up, only the physical state grows up or in some others, mental state and in most of the cases we acquire everybody else’s state of mind, repressing one’s own.

so, first of all i decided to give away all the technology which tires me mostly than even the loads of physical work in a row. And i felt energised the entire day even in cold like situation because i restrain myself from tiring my eyes in not so good social media A/cs.

The next thing i did to figure out what i left long back, any hobby, any happy thing am not doing which am missing due to being busy and the only thing that came to my mind was Drawing and coloring, so quickly i located my brushes and colors to color the blank sheet of paper with something kiddish, see what i did.

 

 

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Closed my eyes and thought of my kind of universe and just drew this 😊

Then I coloured :

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Isn’t it cute ? Full of life 💕

And I feel good 😊😊

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Cheers !

‘Cheers’ he said to his friends which he made recently at that park where after work they all meet and greet, just to let the entire frustration of the soul out in few pegs of Desi daaru (beer).

‘Cheers’ all brought their glasses close to others and cheered out loud in unity. All seemed happy although, the entire life situation of their suck, suck from head to toe. Deep down inside all 4 were broken, drowned in their helplessness which this glass of beer saved them from and helped them at least to yell out their concerns for a time being. As far as Mahendra recalled, he started drinking at an early age of 15-16 when he was forced to get work and was actually, suspended from his school for eve teasing her female classmate, deep down inside he knew it was more than eve teasing, he just let his hands move freely to the unexplored puberty reached fellow who was in a way taking pride of his crush on her but almost shocked when a teacher caught the two in an empty classroom, comforting each other. The least she did was to manipulate the situation so as to escape narrowly and she was successful but Mahi was not. So, the principal in fear of a rebel or reporters, expelled him. That day was the last day of hope of being something in life, the bright light of the day descended upon him like an eclipse shadowing the only hope he had. It took him time to got over it but he did with being high on drugs first and then finding love in Desi daaru (beer) which is comparatively cheap and keeps him warm during cold, scary nights.

The day news of his expulsion was heard by his mother, the only member of the family. She threw him out of her house, entirely disowning him and putting all the blame on her destiny and moved on.. How easily people move on in this country.. Worth speculating.

He was homeless, empty stomach and hope less, so he quickly accepted the cadre of thieves. Enjoying few days of food, drugs and if lucky sex. It was like heaven for him, no studies, no restrictions and no much much. Till he was asked to join the work and can’t say why his conscience don’t let him be successful in this well established business, so they threw him as quickly as they let him in.

Mahi had no choice he went on and looked out for work till he found his destiny being shaped as a mason. But those bricks had another interesting turn for his life which will define and unfold as to exactly why and how he turned out to be President of a Nation ?

Tune in to find out.. Till next time !

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Pick up your ✒ and continue the story 😊

Put on your thinking hats and guess how Mahi turned so successful amid those bricks ? Help Mahi to be The President 😊