Our subconscious mind is living with us every day. Every moment. How do we change the dialogue and program our subconscious towards happiness and success? How do we take care of our subconscious mind? How do we utilize the power of the subconscious mind?
Chew on this: Little nuggets that changed my relationship with food
Diary of someone who has a sometimes-love-sometimes-hate relationship with food. Firstly, all is good with my world. No problem. Yes, I am passionately in love. Yet my love is equally ambivalent. If you don’t know the meaning of the ‘a’ word, I would suggest you look it up. It’s important. Every time I see my…
A little girl in a red slip
The mundane yet beautiful frangipani tree outside my window does look pretty. Usually filled with leaves, bunches of white flowers peering in between the green, the slender brown bark reaching for the sun…and a sturdy branch holding onto a swing. It’s a simple rickety, make-shift swing that can just about hold a little child’s weight…
An open letter to the one in my dreams
Dear …, You thought I would show up earlier and complain away. But not me. You see, I follow what you’ve taught me all along. I dream away of you. It’s like just dreaming about you infuses new energy and light into me. When I just think about you, I feel I walk confidently in a dream. I can…
The one thing you really need for success
Everybody wants their life to mean something – to be proud of achievements which speak a story of talent meets hard work meets good fortune/timing. Yet so many people succeed while others watch from the sidelines, wishing they were in the spotlight. What separates the brilliant from the average? If you asked this question…
When Navratri is celebrated
When Navratri is celebrated, Seasons are in the midst of change And Nature is renewing itself. There is magic in the air – truly, As the seasons are switching turns, And the phenomenon of Ritu Sandhi unfolds. When Navratri is celebrated, Vivid rituals are alive in the air. The southern end of India bursts into…
Hot pop corn & new ideas
I have to make an honest confession – it’s been years. Absolute years since I have eaten a 20-rupee pop corn in a theatre, powered by fans. And I must say I truly enjoyed it. There we were, a motley group of 17 people, tucked in the last two rows of the balcony diamond section….
One last chance
Can’t wait to reach home; Why are the vegetables so dear? I need more sales today – should I display the goods differently? No, don’t go to the other guy; Why doesn’t he look at me? Here, we go again … Another fight! Why? A wistful eye following an exchange of money; A pursued pair…
The bench…
The same bench, the same feeling. I have sat here as a little boy watching the elders sing with devotion, while watching the clock: And wondering when it would be over and I could run to play with my friends. I have sat there, praying to score just enough to get into medicine school. I…
abundance…
They woke up, yawning and tumbling gently out of their beds. Both had to be coaxed by their parents. An open marble floor and fields were what their eyes saw… A crisp uniform and old brown shoes. One walked into a waiting car that honked ever so lightly – hurry up, we’ll be late. Waving…
I write because…
There is hope in this world And we must express it. Because the sun shines and We, too, must reflect its glory. Every generation needs to have storytellers, The world needs to keep moving, you see. And time is cyclical, Events that happened in the past, Will take on a fee form and will happen…
Begins with me... 