Rather than fixating on things that are wrong with this world, with me or around me, I wanted to remember the things that make me thankful for the life I have.
I wanted to remind myself there are many things to thank for, but I don’t do it enough.
My Thank You To Everyone
Thank you to my family for pushing me to my dreams, for being the essential backbone to my life, for loving me, for doing so much more than I ask for!
Thank you to my mom and dad for every single thing you have done for me. Thank you for your sacrifices! Thank you for everything! Thank you for bringing me to this Earth so that I can live this good life!
Thank you grandmom and grandad for being the best, for helping my mom, dad and I so much! Thank you for your wonderful smiles and help! I miss you all very much!
Thank you to my Vellima, Resmy Swaminathan for being the pillar of strentgh to everybody! God bless your soul and I always know you are there for me and my family because the stars have never shined brighter! You will always live in all our hearts.
Thank you to my friends and my best friends for being there and for allowing me to be the real me. Thank you for sticking through, thank you for the memories, thank you for the fun times, thank you for the emotional everything! Thank you millions!
Thank you to the frenemies for doing what you did. I do not regard this in a bad sense, but I thank you because I have learnt more about myself through these experiences and if not for you, I perhaps would have stuck to my crooked ways and not realized why I hurt you. Thank you for teaching me about the different people in this world.
Thank you to those specific teachers who saw me for who I am, who supported me, who favoured me, who loved me, who taught me the best, and for being one of the reasons to the best school life I ever had.
Thank you to my school and my friends for making half of my school experience as fantastic as possible! Thank you for fun overnight camps, thank you for a visit to the parks where we could have fun, thank you for the morning assemblies, thank you for everything!
Thank you to my home for giving me the sanity to go through life. Thank you to the specific corners of my house where I can slip through to escape some of the wraths.
Thank you, Dubai and the streets for giving me my peace and calm.
Thank you, Kerala for your authenticity, language, emotions, songs, monsoon rains and greenery!
Thank you, Singapore, for helping me adjust to you and for trapping me in a lovely trance for you!
Thank you night drives for helping me build a support system to rely back to. Thank you for creating a path of nostalgia to keep me going!
Thank you Beaches, The Seas and The Oceans for giving me the depth and passion I need. Thank you skies for making my days a fantasy! Thank you rains and moody skies for motivating me in a weird way and for helping me remember my home.
Thank you to all the songs I listen to, thank you for being there and not going away. Thank you for being the support I needed. Thank you for your words. When no one else seems to understand, you are there.
Thank you movies and shows for helping me build a world where I can escape to! Thank you for enlightening me in all ways as possible!
Thank you writers, poets, novels and books for exisiting! Thank you for everything magical you have provided me with!
Thank you to life for helping me grab opportunities that help me advance towards progress!
Thank you to my mind for helping me think about the logics of the situation. Thank you to my mind for helping me realize many of the things my heart fails to capture.
Thank you to my heart for making me human. Thank you to my heart and soul for supplying me with emotions that elevate me to new and the unknown.
Thank you to my body for keeping me alive and for giving me the ability to do a lot!
Thank you, nature for your existence and for helping us live! Thank you for the beautiful and breathtaking sights you offer! Thank you for being there for us! I am in awe of your strength, and I will try my best to help you in whatever ways possible so all of us can keep you safe and healthy!
I Thank You God for helping me, my family, my friends and the world in whatever ways possible! Thank you to the universe and the Gods for being a hand in making my dreams come true!
I apologoize if I might have missed not thanking any of you for your help but I am in debt and thankful for your existence and everything you have done for me!
Thank you to the old times. Thank you for the present and I look forward to Thank You, The imminent future!
Seeds of hope are sowed carefully onto you knowingly or unknowingly by a sower.
That sower can be your mom, dad, your friend, your enemy, a stranger, God, the universe or even you.
Hope for love, hope for money, hope for happiness, hope for more; different seeds like these are sown.
When sown, you think nothing of it. What it would do to you and What you would do.
A seed of hope has been planted.
Every day is spent in agony wondering how the seed is growing.
Many a times, growing these seeds are good. The nature of it is what matters. In this case, a bad seed has been sown.
A small seed is enough to cause a massive stir. The smallest insignificant detail slowly tends to outgrow the practicalities in you. It descends upon you and drives you into madness slowly.
I am exposed and stripped to my very core. I need an armour to fight off the delusions planted by my sower.
It takes days for the seed to develop into something.
There is still hope for it not be something.
The seed has begun to sprout under the watchful eyes of the sower.
When the pests try to contain the seed from growing, the sower adds fertilisers to your mind protecting you from the realities outside.
Seasons change, different conditions and temperatures have started to affect the seed sown. It is rising and nothing seems to snip it down. It is seeding now.
With all the right conditions, it will turn into a sapling. A step closer to a greater fall or a greater good. I am not sure until I am provided with the cirucmstances.
The seed has sprouted into a sapling.
A sapling is under nurturing, being nurtured to be a part of something big and unknown.
It continues to grow without no feller cutting it down. It would have been an easy and sad death with minimal consequences.
It is growing to withstand amongst the harshest of conditions and very little gentle breezes.
Some one cut it down before it matures into a tree. I beg of you. This tree will only end up in a sad demise once grown.
During the fragile years of the sapling, it had been fed false hopes that could have been true if fate had not altered the plans.
If the feller or the sower would have shown mercy, this tree would not have to suffer for as long it was intended.
This tree could have been snagged at the very beginning but instead, it has chosen to grow and be in the wild.
Since it has matured to its very peak, no one no longer showers it with love or give it a pretence of a false hope. Instead, it is now slowly beginning to survive in the wild, learning, watching and suffering.
As the tree starts to grow older, the hope starts to die by bits.
The tree learns how to live with what it has been given but the sliver of hope still remains. That sliver of hope drenched in fantasy is what might keep it going. A fantasy of being nurtured and loved.
The regret of that hope sown is evident. The tree no longer stands with the vigour its predecessor carried. It now stands cracked, grey and leafless.
The decayed bits of the tree return back to the soil, its nutrients waiting to be soaked by the future seeds.
One will never be lucky enough to reap the fruits bore by the tree.
I guess that seed was sown just to be killed later.
Will there come a time when I run out of things to write?
Sometimes I imagine a time and a world where we humans do not have any feeling and emotion. We are there to simply exist and nothing else.
What would happen to the world and us?
If I did not have feelings, I would not be in unwanted situations and I think that would be nice.
A world where feelings and emotions were non existent. A world where imagination were non existent. What would become of us? What would happen to me? What talent would I or the world posess if none of us could react to it? What talent would I have or do if I did not have the feelings in me to decide?
If not for the above, would our world even progress? Would this world even be worthy to be called the name “world”? What a bore would that world be.
I often think and am always in deep thought about this situation. Why do I need to have feelings about anything? Why was I not given the ability to not feel and be unresponsive to everything? If that were to be the case, what kind of life I lead?
An easy one but it won’t be called a life.
Sometimes I wonder if not for my feelings, would I have anything to write? If not for the stories I am in, would I have anything to write? If not for using my imagination, would I have anything to write? Am I using the world to find stories to write? Am I using my emotions and feelings to write? But isn’t that what writers do?
It would become a world not worth living in but how would we know if we did not posesses the things that made us feel?This feeling of the world not being alive can only be felt when we possess that feeling but if not, would it be easy and warm to live in this comfort?
Many of the times, I am grateful to feel many things but I am also emotionally tired and utterly devastated to feel it. It is exhausting having to feel and wanting to feel. Sometimes I feel I should get rid of the parts of my brain that causes me to feel and emote.
I do not know what to do when I face emotions I don’t want to face even if they are nescessary for me to progress. I do not like to feel emotions that make me heavy in my heart. I do not like to feel emotions that are filled with tears. I like being in happy thoughts and being in a world where my fantasies come true, but that’s not possible and I am okay with it.
Maybe I can choose not to feel some of these things, but what good would that do to me if I can’t accept them as a part of me? I can’t run away from them and I don’t want to. Each of these feeling helps me somehow, I just am not sure how but I know they do help in some weird way.
I think I embrace them but not well. Who am I to determine that? I don’t know on what basis I am making this deduction.
It is the bad times that make us feel this way. That is when the good times help.
I just look out at the world and I am thankful for every feeling and emotion bestowed upon me. If I were incapable to feel, I would not have had the joy and sanity when I looked outside.
If not for these given feelings, I would not have had the capacity to fully immerse in wonderful experiences I have with my family and friends.
I feel happy when I go out for a walk listening to mellow tracks. That gives me the warmth and resolution to keep going and to be inspired. I have my faith renewed once again and a hope that I will do just fine.
I would not lie when I tell you that I am in a dilemma with matters like these. At times it seems so good but at times it only pains. I will always have my reactions to life and I guess nothing could change that. I could perhaps learn to react better and not let it hurt me more than it should.
These things are out of control and that is why being human is the most difficult job in the entire galaxy. It is a constant state of managing them in various ways best suited to you and for the world outside.
I got tired of straining my eyes looking at the laptop and TV screen, so I decided to sit this one out by going out in the balcony and sitting on the wooden chair.
I took my phone with me, set it on the table and started to play a playlist as I became ready to stare out at the trees and the building behind it. It was refreshing to look at something other than a screen.
I immersed in the experience of nature watching. I was surprised and fascinated to see different shades of green on the trees. There was all kind of shades and when the sun shined on them, it glistened. I never observed that until now.
I thought all trees and plants had a certain type of green to it, never bothered to look that there would always be something more.
Then I notice the small birds chirping and flying from one tree to another. I never knew there were birds so small that existed. They were so cute to watch, it kind of takes my fear from birds because they are very unpredictable creatures.
It was heart warming to see these small birds flutter around the tree and drink the nectar of the pink flowers that bore from the tree.
I looked at the sky and the clouds and it were as if I was in a Pixar movie. It looked so animated which made me wonder how can this be so life like?
I started to wonder why was nature watching such a unique experience in my head? What made it so special? Why was watching and admiring nature an opportunity such a transformative experience that I had to write about.
A few few years ago, this was normal. Being in the nature, playing outside, looking at nature and admiring it was all so normal and mundane. Before I was hooked onto technology, this was the world we lived in. A world meant to be admired everyday. A world that I looked at but now can’t pay enough attention to.
While I was watching the trees, I couldn’t help but have an itch to write down all these thoughts on my laptop. I was worried about forgetting this experience and just kept replaying every thought I wanted to write about.
I realized this was wrong. This was not me being in the moment. If I had to be in the moment, I had to get rid of all these thoughts occuping my mind and just be there in the moment with nothing else but just a mind appreciating how beautiful nature is and how glad I am to be here. That’s what I did!!
I had to learn that I need not write every thought that comes to my mind and if it slips away, it is okay. If it is worth remembering and writing, it will come back to you no matter what. It’s okay to write about everything and anything but it shouldn’t come at a cost where your life revolves around recording every thought.
I forgot how much I loved watching everything around me as I sit listening to music. I had a few more moments of solace to myself when I was interrupted by my mother who then joined me.
I realised two things then, I liked being alone. I like having a lot of time to myself. I do not appreciate when people disturb my time alone.
The second thing I realized was I was glad my mother interrupted me. We shared a good conversation, talked, laughed and then just sat there in silence admiring the small birds and the city we had an opportunity to live in. I also like spending time with people I care about even if they cause a disruption to my alone time. Some great memories are often made like that, but that doesn’t mean they should do it often. I would still end up liking it and maybe wanting it more.
(Next day after nature watching)
I feel like I jinxed the nature that I admire out in my balcony because they are cutting down the trees now.
Why is it the moment I start to like this, they decide to cut it down depriving me of the simple joy of watching nature right outside? Stepping out and sitting in that balcony was how I decided to spend my time away from the screen and admire nature and the world outisde. All this was to be done in the comfort og my own house and now that was gone.
This means I won’t get to look at the small birds and hear them chirp. I won’t get to watch the sun rays glisten on the leaves. It hurts when something you like is taken from you.
My heart pains listening to the handsaw cutting through the bark. It just keeps going on and doesn’t stop. It doesn’t even pause to let my heart not be upset and get over it. It just keeps going wher and wherrrrrrr…..
It’s not a pleasant sound to hear something you like being taken away by machines. How are machines the downfall as well as the uprise to man’s kind?
There are still trees out but it doesn’t carry the charm it used to. It is not as high and as green I would like it to be but I guess it would soon be something I could get used to.
In simple words, Stoicism sets out to remind us of how unpredictable the world can be.
Stoicism doesn’t concern itself with complicated theories about the world, but with helping us overcome destructive emotions and act on what can be acted upon.
The Stoics focus on two things:
How can we lead a fulfilling, happy life?
How can we become better human beings?
The goal of Stoicism is to attain inner peace by overcoming adversity, practicing self-control, being conscious of our impulses, realizing our ephemeral nature and the short time allotted.
It’s important that we understand the obstacles that we face and not run from them; it’s vital that we learn to transmute them into fuel to feed our fire. But at the very root of the thinking, there is a very simple, though not easy, way of living. Take obstacles in your life and turn them into your advantage, control what you can and accept what you can’t.
To understand more in depth about the concept, I have put down a video that can make you all understand the concept with ease and clarity.
“Complaining does not work as a strategy. We all have finite time and energy. Any time we spend whining is unlikely to help us achieve our goals. And it won’t make us happier.”
Stoicism originated as a Hellenistic philosophy, founded in Athens by Zeno of Citium (modern day Cyprus), c. 300 B.C.E. … The name comes from the Stoa Poikile, or painted porch, an open market in Athens where the original Stoics used to meet and teach philosophy.
Why was I inspired to choose this?
“How does it help…to make troubles heavier by bemoaning them?”
Some ways that I have found to be of interest and use that could help incorporate stoicism into my life and also yours.
Early morning reflectionFirstly, be thankful that you have actually woken up, many people will not have this privilege today.
Secondly, plan how you will embrace your virtues and avoid your vices. Pick a particular philosophical precept or a personal strength you want to cultivate and think about how you can incorporate it into the day ahead. Mentally check how you will deal with any difficult situations that know may well arise.
Thirdly, remind yourself that the only things you can control are your thoughts and your actions. Everything else is uncontrollable.
Meditate and make your mind at ease. Self retreat
Regular self-imposed discomfort. It is, again, both a reminder of what we have and may take for granted. Negative visualization is a simple exercise that can remind us how lucky we are.
You can use a philosophical journal as a toolto discover your own shortcomings and to track the way you change over time. By constant reflection we can improve our current and future life.
The thinking behind this exercise is that every situation has many layers, just like an onion. Each layer represents something that we bring to the situation and not the situation itself. It’s only by considering the core issues without the relatively unimportant layers we add that we can act according to a proper ethical framework. Stop considering your reputation or whatever personal advantage you think you may gain as part of the equation when working out what to do in a given situation. Ask yourself the following questions:
What value does this situation bring to everyone? You might be surprised at how many times the answer is “none”.
What type of qualities does this situation require? If you have these qualities then great, if not then just think of this situation as a good chance to develop them.
Learn from your mistakes is the ideal lesson
Bed-time reflection. Think about your day what has happened. Mentally replay your entire day and then ask yourself the following questions:
Did I behave according to my principles?
Did I treat the people with whom I interacted with in a friendly and considerate manner?
What vices have I fought?
Have I made myself a better person by cultivating my virtues?
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