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What you owe to yourself!

noreply@blogger.com (Mannat Batth) — Sun, 25 Aug 2019 17:26:00 +0000

There are a bunch of things we owe to ourselves, not being intuitive about the same can cause confusion, unhappiness, void, or a melancholic feeling.

Being in love is the greatest frequency one can vibe in. It's a feeling like no other. It's a good place to feel secure, loved, respected, and welcomed. Love of all forms and to anybody.

Scratching the misconceptions now:

Depending on others for your happiness, can actually make you feel powerless and in a need to gain control over that person. Not so welcoming anymore.

What you owe to yourself:

Gather yourself, your life, and try to make yourself happy. With little moments of love for yourself. If it is so demanding, think of yourself as a separate being you would not want to hurt and you kind of like. (Hey, the days we hate ourselves. Considering that.) Nurture them, take care of them, respect them, be easy on them, guide them, surprise them, challenge them. THEM is YOU.

Making hair, coloring them, cooking a new dish, indulging in a long-lost interest you had once upon a time, registering in a new course, taking a new step, facing your insecurities, forgiving yourself, growing plants, etc.

The idea is to feel sufficient enough to feel loved from within. Once you're in a happy place within, then only you'll be able to truly witness love.
It has been three years since I actually understood the meaning of being grateful, showcasing gratitude in the tiniest of things. Obviously, I do forget to apply it now and then, but undoubtedly it is the most beautiful word. Gratitude.

Thank You instead of a lousy thanks. You owe yourself to feel thankful for YOU. Your body, color, nature, beliefs.

Make yourselves happy first!

Photo by MARK ADRIANE on Unsplash

To Be a Woman!

noreply@blogger.com (Mannat Batth) — Fri, 08 Mar 2019 09:48:00 +0000

Writing after so long for a truly inspired post, something which has been so close to my heart. To understand what it is to be a woman.

There are so many things I feel we know exist but we turn a blind eye towards them. Blaming it on - is how things have been going. If not doing something, we should at least stop being a part of it.

Patriarchy, dominance, inequality, unequal women to men ratio, it's a long list.

Sometimes I feel some of the traditions laid out in the society are formed just to keep women in their place.

Photo by Becca Tapert on Unsplash

Questions:
Why are women of color, sexuality & different sizes shamed for presenting themselves as they are? Why is there a need to fight for equality?
Why can't we just accept compliments without adding a flaw to them with the fear of appearing arrogant and not modest?
So many metoo cases, inside the clan too, there is so much jealousy and strife.
Women have to fight, understand, make terms with- other women, men, society, and other x,y, z reasons.
Then comes the dreaded biological clock. Why is it so that a girl loses her respect after a rape, harassment, and any other societal evil? Isn't this victim shaming? Why is she looked down upon? Why do we as humans have to ask what kind of clothes that girl was wearing? It all depends on the human's mentality. Isn't it? Why aren't we taught this from the beginning?

Women's day should be about harmony, about supporting each other, about not viewing a lack of beauty in self when we witness someone more beautiful than us. For not providing so many explanations. About understanding each other's place of speech, before quickly passing a judgment. We all have our reasons. About not back bitching but about promoting. Of about growing. Ganging up for a cause, not for a boss.

It doesn't mean waging war against men. No. It simply means celebrating each other & being human.

If not believing but at least providing a good ear to the unsung heroes, survivors, warriors, before already deciding, it must have been their fault. Yes sure, there are some impostor cases too, but it doesn't mean we stop believing.

Women's day should be treated as humans day, in the sense that it should work on being humanitarian- respecting another human consent, Eradicating taboos that ultimately lead to crimes.

Most crimes of this sort are a result of curiosity which went a little too far and was further mixed with negative emotions (Lust, jealousy, anger, revenge, etc.)

Can't we work on that? Can't we channelize that curiosity in a positive direction?

We are humans, we ought to be curious, if that curiosity is rightly dealt with instead of sweeping it under the carpet, it can form into knowledge and awareness.

What's the need to provide a special day when it can be realized every day!!!

Reflecting

noreply@blogger.com (Mannat Batth) — Thu, 31 Jan 2019 11:47:00 +0000

Heading for my yoga class after a tiring day I was quite happy. I had joined it recently.

A few days had gone by but all I could see was: a big hall with pleasant still paintings, mostly of Krishna and peacocks and middle-aged auntie-uncles, trying to reach out for their toes.

I opened then closed my mouth in an effort to ask sir if my age group people attended their class? Something stopped me.

I was just happy to see someone ‘young(er)’.

“Hi, I’m Trisha,” she said returning my grin. Only bigger.

I introduced myself. On closer inspection, I saw that her eyes looked very tired and were a little baggy from the sides, at least that’s what I caught from her framed eyes. Hey, someone needed ‘calm’ more than I did.

“I’m in 7th standard, what about you, what are you doing?”

“I’m a software engineer in a company” I decided not to tell about the company name cause interrogation on that is the last thing I wanted. Peace, remember?

“Oh, sounds great,” She said, along with which she began her asanas.

“I like yours better” I admitted, flash-backing in time when I was in 7th grade. It used to be less ‘what I’m supposed to do’ and more ‘what I want to do’. Also less robotic.

“NO!” Her voice pitched high and it almost pushed me out of my thoughts.

“It is very hard Didi, I find it extremely difficult-” she was cut short as sir came in and told us to focus on our asanas.

We did that.

I couldn’t shake what kind of life was she having? I mean, when I was in 7th standard I didn’t care about the world. I do remember complaining about studies but nowhere near like how she did.

“Why is it hard?” unable to contain I found myself saying this to Trisha.

“So many subjects and the boards are from next year-” her voice was low.

Before leaving, she asked for my social media(s) account address. I was certain she won’t have one. She did.

“I’ll send you a request” she jumped a little while saying this and quickly took out her phone.

Ding…. the phone beeped – follow request from Jennifer3.

“Did you get it?” her excitement made me laugh a bit.

I shook my head.

She snatched the phone from my hand “I heard a sound, this is it- Jennifer3 that’s my id, accept and follow me back.”

I was about to ask when she said,“ No it’s not my nickname, I just like this name more, sounds better, more modern, kind of magnetic”.

I just nodded.

“You two seem to have become friends,” Sir said with that constant smile of his.

Smiling is also a part of yoga. Imagine me doing it in front of my boss (who rarely smiles) when she asks me about the reports and they are undone. Not so pleasant anymore.

Returning the ‘smile’ I asked “Umm… I guess she comes here for enjoyment?”

“Yes, of course, plus she needs it, in fact, everyone needs yoga” again that pasted smile.

“Need? WHY?” I was a bit shocked.

He observed me as if analyzing whether or not to tell this forsaken secret, then with a brief pause and raised eyebrows he blurted “She suffers from sleeping disorder and headaches, her mother was concerned that it can take the form of a migraine”.

I took a minute to absorb this, she must be just twelve or thirteen years old.

What kind of world are we building? The number of diabetic patients has hiked, almost all adults suffer from stress and related diseases, but a twelve-year-old? Come on!!

The next day, we got free early, “Want to stroll around?” I said.

She agreed.

“So… Trisha” I began “Why did you join yoga?”

“Oh it’s simple, I’ve started gaining weight and I might become fat then I won’t look good”. “But-” I tried to add.

“Then nobody will like my pictures” She went on “Thankfully, there are filters, I don’t like my color either” her face dropped.

Three things popped into my mind-

She was not even near to fat.

She seems to have ‘social media anxiety, a mild one as of now.

Her color was gorgeous and not under her control, she was insecure as she did not want to accept herself as is.

“You know yesterday I got 47 likes on my picture, please you like my picture too” she implored.

“How often do you use your phone?” I said.

“On a school day- after 7 pm, mom allows me then, on a holiday after every 2-3 hours”. She added “When I upload a picture I check it every 15 minutes to see the number of likes,” she said as she looked at her phone.

“When do you play then?” I don’t, was her reply.

She left, but I couldn’t. I started thinking about all this.

Thankfully, I did not grow up in a ‘socially influenced’ environment. Contrastingly, the number of baskets done, used to be more of a target than the number of likes.

Of course, she’s at a tender age entering her teens, must be conscious about herself, but these ‘approvals’ from others will further deteriorate her confidence.

I wonder this anxiety for ‘likes’ can leave this generation with insecurity levels higher than ever before. Sometimes, I too feel victimized by this. Glued to phones.

Growing is actually about coming to understand oneself, accepting it with full grace, and making changes for the best. After all, one should like (love) himself/herself then only others can do so. Not accepting one’s true identity, it can render a person lost.

There’s so much to do- books to read, games to play, siblings to irritate, places to go, anything at all but to check the phone every 15 minutes.

Where’s that innocent, sweet, outdoor childhood?

And I thought childhood was the best - no phones, no stress!

How to differentiate Between Attraction, Liking, and Love!?

noreply@blogger.com (Mannat Batth) — Mon, 19 Nov 2018 06:10:00 +0000

I'm no love-scientist, but this is what I've picked on the way...

These three emotions can be confused with each other, they might even overlap each other at some points but are never the same thing:

ATTRACTION:

It's about that eyebrow-raise, a little longer than necessary stare, that attention grabber thing. it can vary for different people- looks for some, confidence for others, while thoughts to others.

If it lasts it becomes - Liking, which can further hike up to that love standard.

It has major parts to do with face value and less of, to do with habits.

If a person likes the habits too, congrats the attraction has elevated to the next level.

"It can be thought of as a starting line, a person could turn back after a while or trace the complete path."

LIKE:

A person can like a lot of things, sometimes the most random things about another person. Its intensity is surely less than love. If there is an acute fondness for someone, one can infatuate about them.

Now, it may or may not transition to love.

"You can like a person for how they look, how they behave, how they are, their nature, etc.

But love is a combination of, liking all of the above even the parts not liked much by others, and not wanting to alter much."

LOVE:

Oo... so it is a strong emotion, magnetism towards a particular person, in the way you tend to overlook their shortcomings, flaws, faults, etc.

When you hear the ocean sing and the birds talk, and that almost giddy feeling rises from your belly. Yep. That's Love. There's no talking out of it.

It can be irrational and impractical (it ought to be its love after all).

It can happen anywhere at any time but it can flourish only where there is mutual respect.

You see, respect is a prerequisite for love to grow and stay.

The toughest part is not to fall in love, but to stay in it. The factor that decides how far two people can last together is not the good traits but the bad ones. Through thick and thin.

"We all want that fairy- love tale but only a few of us tread that path, invest those efforts to actually realize it."

Blaming it all on the "it's complicated", or it won't work.

Yes, feelings are never straightforward, then there are so many things: bro zone, friendzone, etc. It is okay to get whirled up and perplexed and anxious.

In times like these trust whatever your belly/gut says. It does, just be attentive enough to listen.

Love, unlike attraction, requires- patience, effort, and time.

Love should never be confused with obsession. A person can only be obsessed with things and not people. We can never obtain a person. And if anyone is obsessed with someone it certainly is not healthy, to say the least.

Even if one gets that person, it won't do any good as he/she would go to the extent to change for them and not for their own selves. Unhealthy.

Love is never about changing the other person, it is always about growth and acceptance. Together.

Before anything else, ask yourself, what it is, always before getting into something serious. It will surely un-complicate, the things.

Uncertainty: How to face it?

noreply@blogger.com (Mannat Batth) — Fri, 06 Apr 2018 16:17:00 +0000

There are many incidents where one is at crossroads as to what should be done next. Next. Next- Career level, personal level, emotional level, this point hits us all at some point.

These moments are uncertain, unsure, and scary (at least for me).
This has been happening a lot lately, mostly on the educational front, seeing others detangling their lives and making a go at it, made me take a look at my life.

Whenever I ask those de-tangled ones, they are with, but one answer- you have a sea of opportunities, which BTW is absolutely correct. But it's hard to make choices and even harder to think about their end results.

Just like that, my one dear friend approached me, there are a few conversations that can actually get you thinking. This was one of them:

ME: "You seem to be quite chilled, aren't you scared?"

SHE: "Scared of what?"
ME: "Life, the Next step!! Everybody seems to be so sorted."
SHE: "Ohh, about that, I have to share something with you"
ME: "What?"
SHE: "My Bf might shift to Canada"
ME: "But you want to stay here in India right?"
SHE: "Yeah, but ..he wants to progress further"
*Seeing my face she continued*
SHE: "Yaar, I know what I don't want, and I'm doing what's in my hand. So rest is-"
ME: "This is scary to me and you are his Gf!!"
SHE: "Me too but, it's also quite interesting, how will events unfold. Quite thrilling if you see this way" There was a spark kind of thing in her eyes.

I went quiet for a while then did the routine conversation but on self-talking, I realized a few things about 'Next' -

Most of the events are not in your control, but we do get to choose what we want and what we don't.
A new way of taking on uncertainty is as - exciting instead of scary, thrilling instead of nerve-wracking. Yeah..yea easier said than done but can be practiced.
The 'Next' has the potential to ruin the present (I have experienced) so let go.

That's what uncertainty actually carries- potential, to do and be more. While one chooses and does his/her best it's equally important to hope for the best. Imperfections, downfalls, glitches think of all those humiliating moments, they always teach us.

Meanwhile, as I'm still confused and a bit scared, I plan on investing time, thought, and money on the things I want to do. To equip me with skills. Feels good, less- scary, and confident.

Embrace uncertainty.

Valentine's Day as a 'Single'

noreply@blogger.com (Mannat Batth) — Thu, 15 Feb 2018 14:42:00 +0000

Love is in the air was pretty much simmering the week before, yesterday it boiled.

No, don’t take me wrong I’m not anti-love or anything, I’m just sharing my experience as a single this valentine’s day. I really hope it strikes a chord or two with other singles out there.
Hear me out:

I belong to the category of “by choice single” and do absolutely fine by myself, but some days it becomes a bumpy road to travel on.

Living in a PG I’m surrounded by other girls who seem to be head over heels. Now, as much as I try to avoid this, I end up being surrounded by- tales, cards, and photographs of the lovebirds. This can really wreck with your mind, peer pressure can be felt in every field. Especially in the love week, it can do the following things to you, at least it did to me:

1.I considered making decisions which I could regret later.
2.I thought myself as a worthless person. (It was temporary).
3.I planned on eloping or staying in the bed all day.
4.I also grew a little anti about the whole fuzz this day will carry. (Also temporary).
5.I also didn’t like my friends as they grew so indifferent about me. (again temporary).
6.I have been in these 4 stages but something inside me forced me to do things differently.

Here’s what I actually did:

1.I honestly and genuinely pampered myself. I dressed nicely and tastefully.
2.Asked two other single friends to go out someplace. We went to a new place. It didn’t even cost much.
3.A new place for me always carries new feeling to it. A different kind of excitement.
4.I then poured my heart out to them, all the complaining, frustration everything.
5.We laughed a lot. A lot. For no apparent reason as such. It was relieving.

Here’s what I learned about everything I was feeling:

I was so stuck on focusing on what I don’t have, that I completely forgot about the beautiful things I have. This further made me sad, whinny and alone. Plus I have to be more stern about my choice cause I made one, keeping certain things in mind and doubting that projects me as weak which is not acceptable.

Even if for someone who is not ‘by choice single’ then they too, in my opinion, can direct their energy in something worthwhile- can be treating themselves, learning a new skill or just travelling someplace new and fresh.

Single or double I got one lesson to my heart which is, to be madly in love with yourself. Enjoying, laughing away, yes it sucked many times to see some of my friends on cloud nine (hey, I’m only a human) but it doesn’t mean I can’t be on at least number 7 if not 9.

The trick is to just own and then steer it. No this can be applied universally, no matter what category you belong to- in love, out of it, alone, separated whatever. The ultimate aim is to feel alive and happy.

Happy Valentine’s Day to all!!

8 Things To Absolutely Do This Year!

noreply@blogger.com (Mannat Batth) — Tue, 02 Jan 2018 10:51:00 +0000

1. Individuality :

This year talk about yourself, rather talk to yourself. Don’t underestimate the “ME- Time”. Go out on dates with yourself, look around and just breathe.

This little habit will help you love yourself, which is so under-rated and under-practiced.

2. Learn a NEW skill:

Save little bucks for yourself with which you can do almost anything- singing classes, swimming lessons, yoga, or marketing. Anything.

It obviously adds another star to your CV but, other than that it also makes you feel good about yourself.

3. Set small goals:

They say “To have big, huge dreams”, the thing that they forgot to add was that having big dreams can scare you and leave you unmotivated. This can be solved by breaking it down into small aims.

For eg. If your dream is to become the next pop sensation and you are not sure whether it can be converted into a full-fledged career then, start slow; upload your videos on youtube, or sing in college fests, etc. This will lead to bigger changes.

4. Nothing happens in a day:

I’ll be honest everybody no, mostly everyone wants quick results. We just love everything fast and quick- fast foods, fast ride, weight reduction pills …….. in short, the Shortcuts.

But these quick fixes don’t last long unless it is a giant jumbo with extra cheese, burger. If you want a toned body- it takes time and effort (a little every day is better than nothing at all). Doing 30 squats a day is a good start but thinking it will make you Arnold is toxic.

5. Do Something Good:

Yea, right this everybody knows, but how many actually practice it.

I visited an orphanage on my last birthday, although I couldn’t go there again; I can’t get the feeling out. The smiles, the gratitude, a new perspective it was a huge learning experience. I’ll do it again this year, donate a bit and play a bit.

6. Stay connected:

Social media connection is not what I mean here, having 2000 friends on Facebook doesn’t make you connected.

Visiting some old places that were a part of your life, meeting old friends or teachers even an old classroom can rekindle your inner fire. It can actually de-clutter things.

7. Eat brightly:

Yes, bright is the word. Try eating vegetables and fruits of every color possible- blue, green, orange, purple, everything. More the diversity better it is.

Think of it as ingesting rainbow. You’ll literary go colorful.

8. Keep a journal:

This has been said and heard many times but again a reminder is required.

Penning down your emotions, turmoil, joy, confusion won’t necessarily lead to a solution but will clarify things and get them in order. It will help in clearing the mess, making Head-space.

These little small things, matter! Practicing them matters more.
Lead this year with intentions rather than resolutions, it will go way longer than just the month of January.

My stay at God's own country

noreply@blogger.com (Mannat Batth) — Thu, 22 Jun 2017 09:30:00 +0000

Lost & Found

Have you ever felt this unwavering urge to disappear, shun all the city noises and listen to the voice within?? There are times when we require to shut down our RAMs and get ourselves out of the rut, and that’s when the buzzer goes off and you know, it’s time to find a solution. For me, the solution is to ‘travel’, cause it’s travel alone that gives you a chance to know various cultures, things, and of course new possibilities. Here, I share my experience about Kerala, the various tourist places, its people, and everything I came in contact with.
Things you’ll need: * Sunscreen * Cotton clothes * Shades * mosquitoes repellent and most important * a sense of wonder and an empty vessel aka your brain.

So, I traveled to Kerala in an offseason i.e in June but still, it was so worth it. Okay let’s begin, I took a flight from Delhi to Kochi, my hotel, Orchid Highlands, was in Munnar which is a 3-hour run from Cochin International Airport by car, I booked a pack in which I got a driver, who would take me to different places and tell me about them. Luckily, for me, my driver was a native of Kerala, he knew a lot about it.
My trip was a short one, was about for 5 days so, I had to make use of every bit of my time. It’s due to this reason that my journey started the minute I landed at the Airport. The first place I visited, was this food court which served delectable Sambhar and Dosa, I gulped all of this while enjoying the pleasant view of lush green tropical forests, as I sipped the ginger tea which felt so cozy, warm, and refreshing all at the same time.
Then I took off to spice garden -’ Hindustan spice and herbs’, it was spread in less than 1-acre area but was so luxuriant that it was heartwarming. I was accompanied by a guide, who taught me about the uses of different spices. From nutmeg to cinnamon everything was present there untouched, free from pesticides and fertilizers, in short- organic. So, on my way out, I bought a couple of products -their handmade chocolates, head oil, spices(of course), face cream, and honey. After this I went straight away to my hotel, my hotel room had a nice view — clouds gliding over mountain tops covered with thick green flora, just what I wanted after a tiring day.

Day-2:

Fully charged, I left the hotel at 9 A.M sharp. 1st option I had, was to visit an amusement park, I chose not to, cause I was more concerned about doing new things, not doing old things at a new place, Nah! period.
I booked my tickets for Kathakali and martial arts show scheduled at 5 p.m and then took off to tea gardens, after which I went to the Ripple tea factory. There we were explained about the types of tea, how it is made, processed, and preserved, they even showed a movie about it all. At that moment, I felt a moment of gratitude, cause I never thought that it takes so much time, labor, and effort to make tea available to us, city-dwellers. And here I thought, it is as simple as pouring hot water over tea bags(#greentealover)… anyhow it’s not, now I know. After this, I had a national park on my to-visit list, which was not that interesting, to be honest, but was compensated enough by the next stop- floral garden. It was refreshing and revitalizing, it had flowers, plants, and shrubs of different sizes, colors, textures, availability, and usage.
It was almost 4:15 when I came out of the garden, and barely made it to the Kathakali show!! The show was dramatic and intriguing, the expressions, makeup, costumes everything was so right on, there, I came to know that Kathakali is the oldest dance form in India. It was nice to see that the hall was packed to its capacity, and still better to see how the people of this state are preserving the essence of their culture. After the dance, there were martial arts where the encounters were so close that it made my hair stand on their ends. The show went on till 7, after which I went to my hotel, it was my last night there.

Day-3:

I checked out from the hotel and headed to the houseboat. On my way, I visited Honey garden where they taught about varieties of honey, from pomegranate to Brahmi, and their individual health benefits. There again, I bought a few products few essential oils, and honey. I was heading towards Alleppey houseboats, the backwaters of Kerala, when I got there, the sight was amusing there were about thousands of boats in the lake that seem to have no end or shore. The stay was made comfortable by the crew members who served delicious lunch consisting of fish curry, rice, curd, sambhar, and chappatis, it was fulfilling. For those who suffer from seasickness, it’s not that bright an option, cause after some time on that boat I started to feel dizzy and delirious. That boat had two stops- one at the local market and the other near one of the shore, at night. At the local market, I bought freshly cut Naariyals(coconuts). This stop was great, in the sense that many boats stopped there so one could interact with the people, on the other boats, they all were very kind and amiable. Then the boat moved to its next stop where it stayed for the night. When you are in a boat on a sea-like lake, you don’t have much to do so I started fishing while sitting on the boat’s deck, couldn’t catch any, that’s a different story but, for experience sake, it was enjoyable. After eating dinner I retired to bed, wasn’t as comfortable as my hotel room but given the fact it was on a boat, it was fine.

Day-4:

The next morning I checked out, off to the next place, Thekkady. There I booked Hotel Treetop, where we got bungalows to live in, the architecture was colonial and rustic. I was welcomed with a face towel soaked in essential oils along with a mango drink, was quite relieving after a 2-hour long road trip. The hotel also had an infinity pool, where I placed my swimming lessons to a test and I failed! After this embarrassing failure, I headed towards a full body massage with Shirodhara in a nearby massage center. I won’t lie, that 1-hour massage left my skin supple and head lighter which was much needed! I came back, had dinner, and booked for a jungle safari for the next morning.

Day-5:

The safari started at 5 a.m and it took approximately 1-hour to reach the site on the jeep. There were no tigers or any carnivores but I did see elephants through a distance cause, the instructor said that they can be quite destructive at times. After that, we went to a couple more spots including a hilltop, the view was simply breathtaking and gave me this weird sensation of hope and possibilities. That much tranquillity was hard to handle, it was so empowering.
On my way back to the hotel I was filled with positivity and waved at every kid that I saw and they waved back, such an enriching experience was worth every penny. Time was not the luxury I had at that moment otherwise, I would have certainly enrolled in 23 other thrilling activities including- elephant rides, night safari et cetera. Before leaving for Bengaluru there were a couple more places I needed to visit to conclude my stay in Kerala, yes I missed out on Kanyakumari and a few other places due to lack of time but, whatever places I visited I wanted to make sure it was thorough and through visit or at least I tried to.
Next stop- Ambalavayal Heritage Museum near Wayanad hills. The absolutely stunning museum, had ancient collections, artifacts, and the story behind them, their maintenance everything was just superb and quite knowledgeable. Then I headed towards Karnataka Emporium to buy some souvenirs, the place was good but personally, I felt the prices were a little outside my budget so I didn’t buy much.
The next stop had historical relevance, it was where Vasco da Gama was buried after which he was taken to his homeland Portugal, St.Francis Church, the oldest European Church in India. After visiting the Church, I went to visit the Arabian sea, I have to say the power of the tides was tremendous almost scary as they roared in an otherwise peaceful environment, the Arabian sea was my last stop at Kerala after which I ferried from Kochi port, as that was the quickest way to reach Cochin International Airport. There I was again, still battling against time, this time it was very close I swear, I could have missed my flight if I hadn’t taken the ferry route.

On my way to Bengaluru, I just recollected all my thoughts and visuals that were inside my head, it made me realize that ‘city-people’ love to complicate life, make it complex, while, the real joy is experienced in small, little things or if I may say, in a pause.

Kerala, on a whole, was an amazing choice right from the spell bounding places and scenes, to the people, from my driver to the school children all were amazing. It’s a place which I’ll visit again soon, but with a little more time. Here, I lost an arrogant and selfish viewpoint and found a more holistic approach towards life and myself. Sometimes, all we need is a change of place to know ourselves even better, to love ourselves even more, and to count our blessings more often.