Mind Reboots (Blog)

A Day With Grandma

2020-12-17T12:56:00.004-08:00

The most prominent thought that strikes our mind when we hear the word grandparents is about generations, gaps, ideals, and a blurry image of our grandparents. We quickly switch our brain on suspended mode and prepare to travel on the nostalgiac boat for an unending voyage. We fall into the loop of memories and undiscovered feelings that may or may not define the milestones of our life. What if you have an oblivious image of only one of your grandparents? Would you think of yourself as a fortunate or an unfortunate one?

In my case, it was my grandmother who secretly resided inside my subconscious through the years. Whether it was too early for her to leave this world or maybe she spent a sufficient time; I can't say clearly. I was too little to feel for and too old to forget her. I come from a very remote part of India that remains unknown to the world and hence, can recall the social structure and preserve the philosophy of the most beautiful rural world. I could have been taking afternoon naps in the fields today if it wasn't for my very ambitious parents. A part of that beautiful social structure were the elders; in my home, it was my dear grandmother.

Today I am an aspiring Aerospace Engineer and have a multidimensional mindset hence, not resistant to the frustration and rush of the professional world. Between all this ever-going rush, somehow my late grandma managed to give me a visit through my subconscious. She left me so early that I could not recall her face instantly. I tried to remember how was it like to be with her and slowly build her hazy image inside my head. For others, it only takes a look at the family album, but I do not have the luxury to access such resources. Guess what; photographs were not in fashion in that part of the world. So I have to make the best of what I can arrange hence, dived deep towards the source of these impulses.

The reason that I said she gave me a visit through my subconscious is that the thought about her came out of nowhere. Its been 20 years of her demise and not even once she popped up in my mind. It's not like we had a very close bond; still, she was here and, I could not remember her face clearly. Gradually, flashes of her trying to feed me while I was running away on my tricycle appeared in my mind. A poorly lit moment of her in an ageing vessel and struggling to cope up with life sprouting inside me flashed before my eyes. She probably might be thinking, what a jerk I am always frolicking around for no reason and giving her a hard time. But the more I pressed, the ironical tone of joy in her rebukes took me with surprise.

The picture of her cursing me for bothering her and me teasing for the sport was somehow mesmerising for both of us. I could recall she outplaying me despite her crumbling joints and the celebration afterwards. It looked like the energy we poured at the moment suppressed the pain arose due to friction in her joints. By now, I have collected and rearranged the fragments of my memories to extrapolate her face. But, it still seemed incomplete for some reason. Maybe the intensity of these feelings required more detail of her appearance to fulfil the void kept in oblivion for such a long period.

To recreate the whole of her, I travelled to my ancestral home in search of the relics she left. I thought her belongings might help in rebuilding the enigmatic details of her face. When I arrived, I could not find anything related to show the glimpse of the life she lived. It was sad to acknowledge the fact that she did not have anything significant in the form of physical belongings to pass on. I headed towards the resting place of my grandma as it was the only thing left of her. She rested on our ancestral fields whose vicinity was full of life contrary to what I remember of her. A large mango tree has grown up beside her grave whose fallen twigs and leaves hid it completely.

Only a few moments had passed that I recalled an old metal case lying on the attic of my ancestral home made of mud. I had a feeling that it was somehow related to my grandmother. I immediately rushed back to look at it and was surprised to found that it was the same box that my family opened after her death. It is quite funny that I remembered the box and not her face. I could see something engraved on the eroded lid of the box, probably her name. Without wasting another moment, I opened the box and what I discovered left me speechless. I ASKED FOR FRAGMENTS I GOT THE WHOLE PHOTOGRAPH.

The box revealed the reason why subconsciously she lived inside my head. It contained a photograph of her and a toy bird made of clay which she crafted for me along with some old British era coins. It is natural to overflow the eyes with tears as I am only a human. I could see the familiar-eyes and expressions of a severely aged lady whose skin reached to the bones. Suddenly all the moments lived with her restored in my soul and, I could picture her clearer than the photograph.

I headed back to her grave and displaced the fallen leaves. I cleaned it thoroughly and lit two clay lamps before leaving to my workplace. Even the almighty couldn't replace the amount of peace I experienced today.

I spent a short period with my grandmother; still, it carried love to live through aeons. I think a small part of her soul slipped inside me before she left. Now, I could explain how I managed to live in solitude. My grandmother lived inside my subconscious only to get back. It is true that if you truly love somebody, you can never lose them. YES, I WAS MISSING MY GRANDMOTHER TODAY. Hence I spent a day with my grandmother.

"Endorse things that you have left in oblivion, before its too late."

Can You Really Be Alone? DECODING LONELINESS

2020-03-14T12:40:00.001-07:00

Most of us generally couldn't define the word 'alone'. Take a look in the dictionary and, you will find out that "Alone" is defined as "having no one else present". One day a question flashed inside my mind, is it possible to be completely alone? Now you would be thinking, what kind of silly question is this? People can be lonely sometimes, its no big deal. Here comes the tricky part, feeling lonely and being alone are two different things. When people say they are alone, they are talking about feeling loneliness. The feeling is a product of a bunch of chemical reactions messing up with your forebrain. Now my question may have started to show some relevance. So, let's DECODE "LONELINESS".

Talking about the feelings, we all may have met people with infinite calm at least once in our lives. They are not very fragile to feelings. How do they manage this all? The answer is in their attitude. They very smartly choose to be like this. However, they are unaware of this enigma that they possess. When I was thinking to write about it, I asked several familiar faces around me about what are their thoughts over being alone or feeling lonely in general. Can you guess what did they answer? Every single word they uttered was their collection of feelings. Their words emerged from the most emotional centres of their subconscious mind and, none of them coincided with the definition of 'ALONE'. It seemed like everybody is depressed in this world, but that's not the truth because I am the exception here like many others. Clearly, it states that people are not very alert regarding their mental wellbeing. They do not give a second thought to the relevance and react in confusion, finally declaring themselves alone. "THE TRUTH IS WE CAN NEVER BE ALONE".

Quantum mechanics suggests that "the reality is the perception of an observer". We associate ourselves with different physical objects, either living or non-living. It explains the souvenirs we collect to symbolise our memories or association with somebody or something. These souvenirs become our companions of loneliness. One does not need mastery in Quantum Mechanics to understand this fact. The people who love to live alone usually associate themselves with different kinds of collector's hobbies. It is a well-known fact that one should keep oneself busy to tackle depression or loneliness. We should learn to channel our feelings and solidarity into some constructive habits. When we develop some hobbies, we establish a connection with our subconscious. Our best half resides in our subconscious mind. We should try to create a balance between our subconscious and present self. Our most creative part lives inside our subconscious. The ones who acknowledge their subconscious mind always have it to give them a company.

If we take a look at all the successful people ever born, from scientists to the great leaders, we will find that they use to spend some time in solitude. The world thinks that they do so to get relief from a tiresome day, but the truth is that they spend this time to harness their subconscious mind. They convert the thoughts generated from their subconscious mind to some useful entity. The human brain can hold up to seven notions at a time while our subconscious holds information about every single activity we perform. One can use this to overcome his fears and faults and emerge as the best version of themselves.

Who do you think is the entity responsible for your instincts? Where do all the voices come echoing through your head? What stops you in the first place to do some bad thing? It is none other than your subconscious. Thus, it proves that no one can ever be alone. YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS WILL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR YOU. WHAT YOU NEED TO DO IS TO ACKNOWLEDGE IT AND ACCEPT IT AS A PART OF YOURSELF. Hence, you will always have someone to trust with final decisions. Look, you are not alone anymore. LONELINESS IS A MYTH.

The Room Of Thousand Mirrors

2019-11-03T07:46:00.000-08:00

"Don't blame me for your image. I reveal only what your mind believes it sees," said the mirror.

My coffee was getting cold; I was late for the meeting. My phone was screaming with calls while lying on the table. My car was deliberately waiting to drive through the chaotic roads. Everything seemed to be in action. Amidst this chaos, the only ones who stood still were me and my bedroom mirror staring at each other. At that time, two frames of reality existed for me. One was the worldly chaos while the other was nothingness, in which I and the mirror stood with no movement. All the life thriving outside had no shadow over my reality. For me, the only thing that existed was my mortal body and the mirror while the rest was nothing but the dark. My soul was resonating between me and the mirror. I had no consciousness of the outside world. What I was looking at was the reflection of one of my faces that I never wore. It had every element of my appearance, yet it seemed unfamiliar. The mirror said, "You were so lost fabricating your reality, you forgot your true self. All this time you transcended through different faces but, you forgot to carry the one you were born with. What did you think? You can leave me behind and forget in the name of growth. Look! I found you again." It told me that everyone has to confront this face once in their life.

Looking at this old relic, I tried to convince myself that this is not real. It is a mere dream that went awry; may be due to a stressful schedule. But I could not escape it, which scared me. I tried to run away from the mirror as far as possible but, all I witnessed, was a continuum of darkness. I had no clue in which direction I should go, I ran and kept running until I found something shining at a distance. I approached the tiny source of light, assuming it could be the way out. It did not work and I found myself trapped inside my subconscious mind. Again, the mirror was standing in front of me but, this time with a new face. What I saw was not an unfamiliar face; instead, it was something that I wore in front of society. I was not happy with its appearance. It looked deceitful and narcissistic, which took away my pride from me. Most of us use to be proud of whatever we build of ourselves. The standard we set up in the society proves to be the basis of our pride. What will happen if suddenly your pride tears apart? Our usual reaction will make us sad but what happened to me was the point of resurrection for me. I thanked the mirror for showing me the truth. After all, what is the point of being proud of if all your pride rests on a false basis?

I thought the mirror had made me realise my truth so that I could return but, it had planned something big for me. As an explosion of surprise, a thousand mirrors stood all around me, each with a different face of me. Each face resembled some part of me which made me think again about my definition of reality. You can imagine how terrified would I be at the moment. I asked, "What do you want from me? You showed me my first face and made me realised where I stand, now what is lacking?." The mirror answered, "What you saw was the origin of your legacy. Everyone follows different paths to become the one he/she is willing or destined to become. Still, they all have to depart with the same face, find that face and you are free to go." Trapped in the room of thousand mirrors, I had no idea what did I miss. All I could see was a thousand faces but, inability to find the right one drove me crazy. Everything reappeared in a loop and could not stop. Then I got the answer which is the whole basis of my existence and the ultimate truth. We are born with an empty face and leave with the same. No matter what part of us we show to the world, in the end, we have to confront the same defenceless, empty and vulnerable face. Now the darkness started to fade away gradually. My mind rebooted to find my coffee was still waiting for me. I took a sip and stepped out of the door with a new perspective. I stepped in the world with a new version of myself to launch the power I unleashed. As it is said, every sunset is an opportunity to reset.

Shadow Of The Sunlight

2019-10-31T00:45:00.000-07:00

“Even after all this time the sun never says to the Earth, "You owe me."

Look what happens with a love like that, it lights the whole sky.” ―Hafiz

What do you like the most, scorching sun or a moonlit night? Of course, the moonlit night. This question has an obvious answer. Afterall who would like to receive sunburns? Moon is a delightful fantasy for most of the romantic couples and introverts. Everyone is amused by the moon when its light shines on our tired faces and seems like we have taken a bath of charm-filled silver dust. Its light is very magical. Isn't it? While on the other hand, the scorching sunlight is not very pleasing. It seems like millions of photons bombarding the earth with a burning intensity. We always feel uneasy and itching in such a scenario. The moon is considered as the symbol of tranquillity while the sun as heat and power. But, did you ever think what makes the moon to shine? It is the sun whose light the moon reflects and takes all the credit for the joy it implants in the hearts of the beings. But, we only endorse what we feel and not the origin of the feeling.

You know, the sun never complains of what we think about it. It is not affected by the fame of the moon. It has far greater objectives hence has no time to argue for the designation that we give. It focuses on the motive of greater good than the momentary assurance of pleasure. And, this is the reason we entitle every great icon to the glory of the sun. The moon may be the source of calmness in our hearts, but the sun is the source of every heartbeat. Nature has plenty of ingredients to assist with the quest of our life and, this is one of them. The intensity of sunlight may not be comforting, but it will always be lighting our ways to reach the divine. So is the truth of life. At first, it may not seem easy to achieve what we are longing for but, in the end, its the sun whose shadow we are going to thank.

Every desire requires a price. We must be firm about what are we willing to give in exchange for what we desire. Something for nothing is a myth. Everything comes with a price and if you are not willing to pay, forget to achieve your desire. The level of hardship is the indication of a bigger prize. While walking in the scorching sunlight, we may face thirst, exertion, fatigue and lots of problems but what we are going to make from it depends on our choice of persistence. If we stay firm on our way, in the end, the shadow of sunlight is the most comforting reward we can endorse. At that time we will forget about the moon or any other luxury in the world. The only thing that will matter then is the shadow of sunlight. It will become the ultimate luxury of that time and, nothing else in this world can replace that feeling.

It is interesting to note the fact that the same does not happen with the shadow of the moon. While walking in the moonlight if you feel tired or thirsty and take refuge under its shadow, you still will be longing for other sources of luxury. It will certainly not be the most satisfying feeling in comparison to walking in the sunlight. Even though you have reached your destination and feel happy about it, you cannot endorse the experience with much intensity. Although you have achieved your goal, you cannot appreciate it with greater magnitude. It proves again that the level of hardship is an indication of a greater reward. We must know that without tasting the salt, you cannot appreciate the sweetness.

The Confession Of A Lamp

2019-10-28T08:01:00.002-07:00

"I have all the light to give, but the takers are falling for the dark," said the lonely lamp.

The most honest confessions are made in the nostalgiac environments pampered by the bliss of solitude. It was the time of festivals celebrating the arrival of winter and probably the best time to observe the momentary smile on the faces of the people. There was artificiality everywhere, either it was in the decorations or on the faces of the people. The best part was the group of children playing with the fireworks. Amidst all these dogmas, an old fashioned oil lamp crafted from the clay was lying alone. The lamp felt like a forgotten entity among the vibrancy of the younger generation. Its flame was gradually fading away in the cold air. I turned my head around in search of other such lamps only to find disappointment. It was the only lamp left in the vicinity while the rest were faded away. The half oiled lamp was the last one of its kind, grieving its loss. Out of curiosity, I approached the lamp and asked what was bothering it? The lamp flickered and said, " Sympathy is the least that I need right now." Too much ego is not ideal for a dying flame and is true in real life as well. But, this is not what bothered me; the tone of rejection that I received, made me think the deeper aspects of those words. Instead of getting all steamed up, my heart filled with consolation; such powerful was its tone. I tried again, this time with some genuine interest I told the lamp that if there is something to share, I may be of some use. The lamp suddenly increased its brightness and started to give a taller and stable flame. At that moment, I could not understand the intensity of my words. Did I speak some spell? Even half-filled with oil, it burnt as someone refilled it. Although it made me happy that somehow I succeeded to provide comfort to the lamp, my curiosity grew even stronger. This time I didn't have to ask, the lamp started speaking. The story it told me afterwards and the experience it poured, was more than enough to reboot my thought process.

Generally, every tale starts with "Once upon a time," in this case the lamp itself was the time. It carried all the information of the ages passed by, like an enormous hard drive shrunk into a small object. From the desk of a student from first civilisation to the technological outburst of the modern era, the lamp witnessed every major event of human history. It said, "I used to be the source of light in people's lives. My flames blessed every nook and corner of the homes and shrines. No matter how dark is the arena, once a single ray of light originated from my flame enters, the dark runs for its life. I was like a god to the people of those times who gave a great significance to me. People came to me not only to light their homes but to light their hearts too. These people are different from them. Sometimes I doubt if they ever lived on this earth. I have seen all the wars, the misery they brought was unbearable. People used my flame to see through the plans of their next move and later they used the same flame to cremate the dead. I was supposed to end the darkness and now they associate darkness with me. Humans are so complex, aren't they? I use to cremate the dead but, who is going to cremate me when I die? The light once used to give hopes is looking for hope itself." I was so engaged in the conversation that I lost track of time and found that the lamp had dried up. On its final way to fade away in the darkness which it was supposed to end, gave the last outburst of its scorching flame. I thanked the lamp for the valuable time and gave farewell saying, "Fall for the dark to meet the light, do not go gentle into that good night."

The Road To Reality

2019-10-26T00:39:00.001-07:00

It was 8 A.M and felt like just another day to me. I prepared my backpack, charged my smartphone and was ready to fulfil the wanderlust brewing inside me. The only thing that seemed off was my inability to find my glasses. Although my glasses are not my eyes, they are just an accessory to look farther. I rewound my checklist to make sure if I missed something. Finally, everything seemed fine and I could head towards my dream destination. The day was very pleasant; it carried a little amount of warmth with the traces of clouds, floating on fragrant air. How else can we define a good day? Everything seemed balanced in every sense. The journey was running smooth and then a moment came when I could recognise my dream destination from a distance. What happened next changed my whole concept of reality. When I was just a few steps away from my dream destination, something unimaginable happened, "I woke up from sleep!". My eyes opened with a shock and I found myself lying on my bed like I was some kind of dummy. All I saw was the chaos in my life that can be witnessed by the untidy configuration of my desk followed by a heap of clothes. I spent the next few minutes in confusion lying on my bed, trying to explain the situation to myself. Finally, I realised it was a beautifully assembled dream whose ending needs a lot of work. What should I call it, a good one or a bad one? At first, it seemed like a good dream but the way it ended, it felt like what else could happen worse. After that, my whole perception of the ultimate reality changed.

What is reality? This question has haunted the human minds throughout our evolution and yet we are far away from defining it. The roots of the whole human unrest spread deep inside the confusion of reality. We fail to see the truth and when things act against our will, we start to blame our fate. We waste countless hours finding objects to blame and forget our stand in this reality. If we become brave enough to accept the fact that what we do not know, we do not know; we can develop the infinite possibility of knowing. To understand the aspects of reality, we need to expand our methodology of interpreting the incoming information. Without knowing the broadness of any fact, we start making conclusions which disappoint us in some ways in the end. We tend to react first instead of thinking and end up creating a mess of everything we make. Humans are supposed to respond instead of reacting. That's what makes us different from animals. We can understand this fact if we involve other humans in our lives instead of living inside a virtual world.

To know the reality, we can start with knowing ourselves. According to quantum mechanics, "The universe does not exist until there is someone to observe it." All that we observe is the connection of reality with the universe. Knowing yourself is the best possible way to grasp the truth. Try to find some stillness in your life and then you can have full control over your thoughts. One thing that I noticed along my voyage is every time I introspect, my brain creates new connections. These connections further relate to my existence and end up discovering some hidden part of myself. All the consciousness residing in this universe has a link to some idea or thought lurking inside our mind. Every impulse of thought that floats through our minds contributes to the existence of this ultimate reality. To understand reality, all of us need to live life together as a single organism. Our state of mind plays a significant role in establishing this connection. The journey of knowing self requires a lot of patience and consistency in our lives. I realised that the secrets of the universe hide inside us; we only need to dive deeper and fetch them up. So make a choice today, take a deep breath and work with the motive to explore yourself and refine the connection with the cosmos because in the end, we all are star-dust.

The Voyage

2019-10-23T01:22:00.000-07:00

"The one who does not travel does not know the value of men."

My dad used to say these words to me every time we have some company. Since the brain is of an engineer hence, it instantly switched to the calculative mode, trying to relate the aforesaid context with the practical terms. He quickly realised what I was thinking and told me to pack my bag. At first, I thought I was being expelled from the house for some unknown presumptuous act. But then I saw my dad was also packing his bag. What now? Are we both being expelled? It did not take much time to realise that he was taking me on a short trip. "Practical always holds superior to the theory", Yes? What was coming next is something I have never felt before. Although dad took me to lots of trips before, this one felt different. On earlier occasions when we went on a trip, we had lots of fun and adventure but, this time it reached deep inside the subconscious. What did I do new this time? And this is what makes the first spell of self-exploration.

You would be thinking, it pings to the idea that I am going to talk about travelling as a method to therapeuticise the mind. You would be expecting the advantages, disadvantages.etc. But that's not what I intend to do. I will be more realistic and honest. The time I entered in the paradigm shift about the influence of travelling to one's mind, I preferred the biological response of your body towards a sudden change of the environment. There is a very popular saying in Sanskrit which says, "The intelligence of a person who travels in different countries and associates with the scholars expand, just as a drop of oil expands in water." This is very much true in its practical sense. The moment you enter any new environment, your brain starts to secrete some hormones which make you alert and observant. If you visit any travel destination or watch a beautiful sunrise or sunset, your brain secretes relaxing hormones along with the ones to make you alert and observant. And here starts the reboot of your mind, to initiate the ride to another dimension of your subconscious. Aah! Too much science. Well, the most interesting part is the feeling associated with this response.

What I felt new on this trip was the type of information held by nature, that grazed through my brain. This all happened unknowingly. But, I found the source of such experience. What actually happened is that I left my smartphone at home. I opened myself completely to the surroundings and instead of engaging myself in the series of selfies and photographs, I just stood still and observed the vibrant life lurking outside the digital maze. It was so alive and positively impacting, that I instantly made up my mind to spend most of the time observing and inventing rather than being occupied to the virtual digital world. I realised what I missed for so long. I forgot what it meant to be happy, and that was the time I made a choice, the choice to be happy. That could only be done by indulging yourself to the natural world instead of spending countless hours on smartphones. Nowadays people talk more with their thumbs than their mouth. How different are we than robots? I decided not to be one.

This is the time I realised the true specifications of my brain. It helped me multidimensionally in all aspects, whether it's my profession, my social life or more importantly, my knowledge about self. The way nature engraved its effect on my brain taught me the practical ways to logic. We have been taught since birth, what to think. Now I knew how to think. And that's what initiated the mind reboot of my life, bringing it to its true potential.

A Glimpse of The Unknown

2019-10-22T11:43:00.000-07:00

"There are no limitations to the mind except those that we acknowledge."

Found this while surveying through my brain attic and polishing my reading habits.

The universe is a work of art. Isn't it? The more you tend to know the more you realise there is still a lot we don't know. This could seem to stress some, but as you dive deep inside the space-time with your stillness, you will find yourself being enlightened. Now, what is this happening? You suddenly dive into an attic of your mind and find millions of impulses of information and memories, gradually settling into a chain of musical notes. Once which seemed to be chaos, is stagnant ocean now. What is this miracle that has happened right now? Everything was normal a few moments ago and now it seems you plunged into some other dimension. It's confusing as it feels so empty at once and suddenly fills up with millions of impulses on another instance.

Don't panic! I am not driving crazy. It is just the vibration that you feel while meditating with all your soul and desires packed aside. It's just the beginning of the sensation of the cosmic form that you were unaware of till now. It's just a reminder of your hidden potential that's being called by your subconscious while you focus on your inner-self. Hence, you initiated a "Mind Reboot".

Here I will take you on a voyage to the deeper aspects of space and time through the practical scientific methods of finding your true self. The passengers are requested to sit tight as the journey is going to be full of waves. I am on the process of engineering my mind for the desired level of brain functions. I have got some very interesting tales to tell. This voyage is still on and I have no idea about what else is out there in the unexplored dimensions of the subconscious. Let's find out together.

The best ideas ping in solitude. It is a very well said fact that the more you spend time introspecting alone, the more you think clearly. It is not going to work instantly, you may have to try many times. See, there is a reason behind this, as we are too much indulged with the surroundings that it takes time for the brain to adopt a new environment. Be patient and give some time to it. You were confused for so long hence, it is going to take some time. Most of the people fail to surpass this phase due to lack of patience. But remember, "Trees that are slow to grow bear the best fruit," said Moliere, a French playwright and poet.

You may be expecting some kind of miracle in your life. For this purpose, we always have a magic house available in the form of books. "Books are uniquely portable magic," said Stephen King. We often roam in search of motivation while the largest source of motivation can be found in the books. If we analyse the top billionaires and entrepreneurs, we can find one common habit among them, that's their consistent habit of reading. It is found that they set a goal of reading at least one book every fortnight. However, we are not focused on developing riches right now but, we should be focused on the methods used by these successful people to calm their mind while handling large businesses, and reading is the prime one. Try to avoid e-books as they will strain your eyes instead of motivating you.

The existence of irregularity in your life may be the prime cause of your anxiety or depression. It seems very simple to establish a well-planned routine but believe me, it is the hardest thing to achieve. If you want to do something big, you have to perfect your small habits today. These small habits are the most important ones that we skip. One day only these habits are going to pile up and evolve the best version of you. I hear many people saying "I control my destiny" but, if you cannot control when to wake up in the morning, how can you be so sure about being in full control of your destiny. The best way to initiate a consistent routine is to start with one at a time. First, try to wake up early in the morning. Once it becomes your habit, move on to some aerobic exercises (Yoga/meditation/breathing exercises) followed by a healthy breakfast. Once you perfect these small habits, you automatically develop a sense of accomplishment that can boost up any task or goal.

You become what you eat. Our body grows by the accumulation of useful matter(nutrients) acquired from the food we eat. The quality of our food intake decides the quality of our life. Our well-being is based on the metabolism of our body. A healthy meal with lots of veggies is very easily metabolised by our body. Try to maintain a gap of two hours between consecutive intake of food. You can carry dry fruits with you and can ingest them between your meals following the two-hour gap rule. Don't stay hungry for a long time, it is also one of the prime reasons for anxiety and depression. You can try short term fasting as it leads to mood enhancement and emotional harmony.

If you are an office guy and spend most of your time on screen and gadgets, you can blame your screen time for your anxious lifestyle. There are several studies published online stating the adverse effect of spending too much time on electronic gadgets. The social media can provide you with virtual friends but you cannot have an emotional connection with most of them. Technology may have improved our lifestyle but at the same instant, it has deteriorated our creativity too. Reducing the use of electronic gadgets can reduce the chances of anxiety and deteriorated mental health significantly.