Confessions of a wandering mind…

It is not easy to be living with a mind which doesn’t know what it wants out of the small halt on this beautiful planet.  It has been said more than once that Life is all about the choices that you make. There are so many beautiful things on this planet waiting to be explored, but in a short lifespan like ours with so many constraints playing their role, there will always be things which are left behind. It is all about deciding what one is determined to get and what one is happy to let go.

“Let go”, I say is the mantra to a contended life. Most of us on this planet are living somebody else’s life, the day we are brave enough to live our own life will mark the difference. It will help us overcome our fears to choose a path which we want to travel while we complete this beautiful journey. When in doubt, take a pause for a few moments, see the direction where your life is moving and if you think this will take you closer to your main goal, Move along.

Let go a few dreams, aspirations, people, experiences, moments to make way for those which really matter to you and should travel along in this journey of yours..

Sensing the senses

If you can sense it, you can live it…

What felt like a normal day, gave us one of the most extra ordinary experiences so far. Who would have thought that a visit to a crowded mall in the middle of the city has a memorable event in store for us. What we thought would give us some dark light lunch, gave us many thoughtful questions to take along.

Food being served in complete darkness by waiters who themselves cannot see anything. The thrill that is being experienced when you can’t judge the food by the presentation. The novel experience of imagining the stuff that has been served to you. The joy of eating with hands coz one can only get it right if felt. The feeling that the other senses have become stronger, the lunch table conversation after a very long time was limited to food as we struggled to have it. As our eyes struggled we could hear even the minute whispering in the room. The sense of touching a known hand gave a feeling of comfort and security.

Now, extrapolating the same situation for a lifetime, there are no thoughts that cross my mind currently. There is a struggle involved in the basic chores of life for these visually impaired.  There are many things which appear normal to us, might be one of the toughest jobs for them. This experience of having a dialogue in the dark, made me understand some unknown facets of life. Also, there is a hell lot of difference between empathy and sympathy!!