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GRIEF: THE COMPANION YOU NEVER ASKED FOR

I am no expert in mental health, nor am I a therapist, but I’ve gathered a few experiences and learnings that you might relate to, or that might help you heal or feel less alone on this journey. Leading a Dual Life… Enjoying.. giggling with friends/colleagues and suddenly something strikes. You feel numb.. completely broken and lonely even in a crowd… confused.. unable to express.. managing to put up a smile, trying your level best to hide that unknown emotion… wondering which is your true self.. the one who goes about daily.. dressing up, confident.. happily contributing in the workspace.. guiding people.. helping colleagues, feeling content with worklife.. coming home to love.. cooking favourite meals for the loved ones.. spending quality time with them.. having the best time of the day.. spending time with the better half. But slowly as the day unwinds and all the clutter clears. There I meet it again — The GRIEF. That intense emotion that makes you feel completely hollow, ...
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HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT THIS WAY ?

What would I do,  if I were to die tomorrow?  That's the question Steve job would ask himself, before making an important decision or when stuck between two choices. Shouldn't we too apply the same for ourselves? Who knows when it will be our time to wrap up. Most people are lost or rather caught up in petty issues like trivial fights in a joint family or dispute over land /property amongst sibli ngs. Some are constantly cribbing about their health ailments while some are simply exhausted by the daily chores .Some feel burdened to manage the routine expenses. Everyone is in a hurry , everyone is in a rush, blindly following the crowd or cultures/traditions that their ancestors have been following. Either running behind the future or still dwelling in the past. So what is wrong with all this? No one seems to be happy or satisfied. Everyone gets a new chance each morning to make a fresh start and chase their dreams. Some even manage to reach their goals but are still unsatisfied...

This is how SCREENS are affecting our day to day lives

How often do you check your phone in the day ? If your answers are amongst these: Not really given a thought!  Well, I don’t think I use it much?  Oh Come On I'm not an Addict!! Let me tell you, I always thought likewise until I downloaded “screen time” to keep a check on my phone/social media usage. To  my  surprise, I realized that I have been overdoing it without a slightest hint. As per one of the surveys done in 2012, extrapolating the results indicated that around 48 millions of Indians are screen addicts. This also translates that the percentage of screen addicts is higher than percentage of drug addicts or cardiac patients in India. * Although I'm referring to cell phones often here but this entire excerpt applies to any other digital screen  like  y our  T.V, computer, laptop, Tab,i pad etc. Trust me I know how tempting it is to keep checking how many likes you’ve received or to simply lighten up your...

GENERATION GAP: An issue unspoken running in families

As a kid, I remember my chachi telling me stories of her childhood and each time that she narrated it, more than the story I was glued to her expressions. The blush on her face and entire body language dictated her nostalgic enthusiasm. A few years later, however, the same story and those expressions started bugging and irritating me. In my mind, I’d be like:” oh yeah I know this story already, how many times will I get to hear it and whats the big deal about it?.” But as I continue to grow older I'm realizing each day, how amazing this nostalgic feeling can be. Remembering old school days, some particular instance and playing it over in mind again and again. It's amazing how ostalgia filters out the bad and focuses only on the good from the past. Also as i grow older and deal with my toddler I can relate to my mother’s concern for me, which felt quite annoying to me till a few years ago. In short, now that I step into my elder’s shoes gradually I realize their perc...