Proud to Unfurl: Proactive People

Dear Friends,

I must say that I’m so proud of these people to keep a level head in face of all the madness that surrounds us. I have been writing a few posts on how it makes sense for South Asia to Unite (reference in the Pani Puri Post and here: My First Post: https://thinkinkadia.wordpress.com/2016/09/27/2047-execute-change-not-people/ )  But these kids have thought of such an artistic and simple way to promote a beautiful thought! If anything can enable a re-think about Pakistan-India-Bangladesh Friendship, it is Arts and Sports! Congratulations Kiddos! Keep up the creative efforts🎵

https://video.scroll.in/847234/watch-this-beautiful-medley-by-indian-and-pakistani-singers-combines-the-two-national-anthems

This article below is of an amazing couple who quit their teaching careers and grew a forest🌿🌳🌴🌾 for their child. How beautiful is that! I have been dreaming of a similar project, but due to circumstances beyond my control, I have so far been limited to fictionalising concepts. Kudos to them as it makes complete sense to pass on Peace 💞more than education.

http://www.thebetterindia.com/112174/sarang-hills-alternate-school-sustainable-living/

And last but not least: Uber cab service sent this message to taking a stand against hate. Absolutely love it!

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UnfurlThe Joy! Have a wonderful weekend! A huge thank you for your readership and all the new Follows this week.

Welcome to my Blog!🙏

 

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Flurries in a fog

“In the flurries of our progress, at what point, did we people become ‘educated’ to perfection, and:
1. generosity changed to a documented event😉?
2. volunteering is acknowledged , awarded, ‘through proper channel

Lets surprise a random child today! They need good clean fun, and character building experiences.
*We can be generous beyond ‘things.’ A word. A joke. A story. A smile.
*Simple shop owners / street sellers used to give surprises to children. We can give Water? Treat. A meal. A book.
*People helped each other without need for being noticed, documented, or awarded.
Help/Listen to someone read.
Play a youtube music video for someone who hasnt seen one.
Buy a paintbrush / paintbox for a child.

Remember: The anticipation! The surprise!
The growth?
Let flurries of Progress begin!

😉Gosh, I sound old ‘n’ Foggy!

🙃Language 🤗Shanguage

Substandard

Substandard. Who? I mean wh…! Right there is a very presumptuous word. I would say this word is also very troublesome or even limiting.
I knowww, its human nature to define, categorize, and compare! But, but … y’know!

Still, who defines the standard? And then judges that it is less of that! People in a family can have mutually agreeable definitions. People at work, in society use the word, too.

What about relationships, hobbies, and generally simple joys people have? Individual definitions of standards and substandards can cause a whollotta mischief!

You are doing your best possible at this stage in life! I dont believe it is substandard unless you set an unrealistic dream goal.
Good moments and low moments are just like rolling hills, you’ll walk them away, and will be proud of what you learned on the journey.
Maybe you saw or did something else on the way?

Entirely different!
How beautiful?!
Courageous!
Wow!

Shallow? Not anymore!

I see through this word shallow
I wish to redefine, see a sign,
change my view of people’s actions.

People who put down others,
maybe they need to feel good.
Help them feel grand about themselves.

Those who work for easy credit,
maybe thats the best they can do.
Show them a different way.

When people pretend to care,
maybe they are busy…
Carry on caring regardless.

One day, they will stop judging-
Just like me. There’s hope!

Shallow: to judge or let go?

Finding Balance Everyday

WordPress list of etiquette has good intentions and everyone puts in effort to make each other feel great at their work. I’d like to start a tradition which goes by my philosophy of “making a good average every day.” The math goes something like this:
1 good experience + 1 bad experience = An average day overall!

I’ll make my request after sharing this thought below that helps me survive adventures in fleeting moments in childrens’ effort at educa-shunn.

On a regular school day, I’ve learned to rationalize kids behaviours with two constant reminders to myself.
One. “Every student is doing their best” even if it seems to be a frustrating moment for the receiver and the giver of the behaviour.
Two, “Twist the way I perceive the experience, so as to surprise the student.”
Half the possible problems disappear just within these two frameworks. The others, ehm, well need a long talk or consequence.
So Be It.
At the end of the day, one good and one frustrating experience makes a great average. Yay for survival, because in the process, I learned something.

What do you say we try the balancing act with adults here at Thinkinkadia? Every one who is willing to comment or experiment: give one positive and one negative (read: learning opportunity) feedback to make a great average learning experience out of each communication exchange! See how harmless it can be?

I promise to respond Without Un-Following anyone😄! Game for a risk in Traditional ettiquette?

Thank you for visiting my blog! Enjoy this song as we take leave from here🤗  To me, this song talks of a similar balance.
Fiddler on the roof – Tradition ( with subtitles ) – YouTube

Birds of a feather, must we flock together?

I remember when I first heard the word, Maya. It just sounded like such a beautiful name for a woman. Then I heard of a culture in South America. As I grew older, I heard the word in a completely different context which was very mysterious and fascinating, made me wonder and imagine, and frankly, confuse and dismiss!

Decades later, I realize that people can spend a lifetime trying to understand or misunderstand this word and justify their acceptance or rejection of its meaning. To respect its true magnitude, I will do neither. Using some references, I will involuntarily either convince or confuse you. And in either case, please let me know what you think or feel about it because in chaos, I believe, the best emerges.

In the video-link below, Anil Seth talks about concepts which in my view, relates with Maya, the hinduism meaning (see listed links further below the video). He talks about hallucination and reality through an interesting science experiment. It’s a whole different topic for a different day about why we need modern scientific proof to understand a deep concept already prevalent in a ‘foreign’ culture.
I first realized this after getting married into a joint family, living in different homes, but mentally close enough to make you feel foreign, for a decade. When four-five of them would say the same thing, it became real for them and I was always wrong because “everybody said …” something that matched. My answer used to be “What four people agree on, is not necessarily fact.” Imagine how can a daughter-in-law say that! Anyway, they were good people working with what they knew best.

Point is that these were my first personal lessons in how scary our lives can be because we choose to live by confirmation of what “seems real to us.” This was the first time, I consciously broke through the Maya barrier. Growing up, it had been automatic, because our family was at some level, open-minded, free of the Maya barrier across culture, religion, language, food, or any such binding force.

Do you believe that on wordpress, or any other social group, we tend to find people like ourselves, who will agree with us and confirm to us our-selves? This self, concept of I, is also

Maya.

Hallucination.

Either way, I choose to keep meeting and interacting with people who are different, who may agree or disagree with me, because they pull me out of any illusion that I’m Somebody.

Anil Seth: Your brain hallucinates your conscious reality TED.com

References to understand the concept in your preferred language:
1. maya – Google Search
https://www.google.com/search?q=maya&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&hl=en-us&client=safari&safe=active

2. Meaning of Maya in English | Maya का अर्थ (Maya ka Angrezi Matlab)
http://shabdkosh.raftaar.in/Meaning-of-Maya-in-English

3. The Definition and Concept of Maya in Hinduism
http://www.hinduwebsite.com/hinduism/essays/maya.asp

East or West,
North or South,
Put Maya to rest-
Harmonize your best!

💞from: Your Happy Nobody🤗

Hi! Meet Mirth!

Soil

Soil: Leave me alone!
Man: I paid for you. And I must put you to work for me.
Soil: You have used and confused me enough with chemicals!
Man: I will farm one more year and then you are free.
Soil: Ok. That sounds reasonable enough.

Observer: Man and Soil work with each other for another year. Both outdo their efforts and leave no stone unturned!
Man returns the loan and puts his profits to a business after selling the land. Soil is happy to have done her best in giving.

Soil: Finally, I can rest. I’m so glad Man is keeping his promise. But where has he disappeared?

Observer: There’s a new owner, Mantwo, a poor old gardener who had worked for many people in the city. He had to struggle to save for several decades to buy this piece of land. All his lifes’ savings were gone and not much was left to build. He wanted to grow vegetables and fruits and make a dream garden of his own for which all his previous employers had offered plants from their homes on his retirement.

Soil got the rest she needed because Man was gone and though she’d missed working with Man, she had not missed his greed. Mantwo had come after a few months. Soil was scared!

Mantwo: He looked, poked, and dug around. He drew lines in the earth and danced and sang to himself with joy.

Soil remained silent and scared, but was amused with Mantwo’s antics. He seemed friendly but was strangely silent between dancing and singing. His lines became sure and deep and some areas were dug up. He softened the earth with his bare hands.

Soil: Welcome, Sir! Please be kind. I need a little more rest before I give you my best.

Mantwo: Sure, no problem, let me add some natural manure and compost to nourish you during your restful phase.
I can build my cottage in the meantime. And he did.

Soil: Thank you, she said, and liking his voice and hardworking nature agreed to give him one try before she gave up on her renewing abilities, only to crack open all her stressed out fault lines.

Mantwo: He built his sweet little house nice and strong. He put in more work than he took out. He used friendly techniques and materials for nourishing the fields.

Soil: Now very curious, was ready and waiting with a good vibes about this new gardener.

Mantwo: Can I begin now? I must build to feed myself, and grow beautiful flowers to make you the most beautiful garden in town!

Soil: Oooh! I like you already! But I’m so old and worn out … I dont know if i can give that much because … and told Mantwo her story.

Mantwo: Cried bucketfuls of tears into the earth and asked for forgiveness from “Mother Earth!”

Soil: She soaked it all in and swelled with pride. “This is a true Son of the Soil!” she exclaimed with joy.

Mantwo: He got every animal manure and made a plan for rotational farming. He made an elaborate plan for a balanced garden where plants and weeds could complement each others’ nutrients and protection instincts.

He watered every day, as he sang to the earth, seeds, sun, and trees. He made sculptures when she wanted rest. And made dancing fountains to express their joy, together, to share with visitors.

Observer: Next year saw mother earth blossom and swoon with joy. They came one by one, from far and wide, and then in throngs. Within three years, Mantwo had to set up a ticket booth to control influx of the crowds.

Soil: She giggled in the breeze like a happy little school girl.

Mantwo: He called ‘their’ garden, Mirth, My Earth!

Observer: No more scared, soil felt Sacred!

“When Life is at Stake” and “IF”

When Life is at Stake
Your life begins with innocence and love-
Wonder for a human life that charms,
Regard for all who help, heart that warms,
Until one cold day, life gives a shove.

And then you display reactions, turmoil, ill feeling.
You build a hateful purpose, disregard life and human,
Comparisons, unfair, you lash out! Zoom in,
Why do you let anger decide to send lives reeling?

Consequence sends you behind bars straight-
Verdict is your life sentence for man slaughter.
A long wait begins, soul search in quiet water,
family now committed to a bitter social fate.

Time passes: your age, purpose, reasons change;
Calm creeps in, regrets lead to insight and appeals.
“You’re not alone” whisper friends at meals;
Now wishing regard for a human, this social derange!

Too late to change! Wallow in life’s grime!
Date is fixed. Letters, cards, books arrive in-
Family trying to save your soul in heaven!
When on earth, you didn’t let them help it shine.

Times change, choice still, to still life, is a silent Syringe.
Life’s over, the sentence, too. You’ve come to terms,
Forgiveness to self. Document read, State seal firms:
“Name, list of crimes, and the Jury’s Verdict.” You don’t cringe.
R.I.P.

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IF

If you had Survived circumstances beyond your control,
If you had Distant memories of a hurt,
If you had Trace of a crime in your career,
If you had reflections, a Portion of which was regret,
If you had Impressions, that you can make things better,
If you were given one golden chance, a prisoner Reprieved,
Suddenly, you have Life!

I ask you, what matters:
Living?
Living well?
Living free?
Loving living?
I wonder, what will You choose?

P. S. The same kind of work in Uniform, gives All of the above choices.

Reference https://www.google.com/amp/s/amp.businessinsider.com/a-death-row-inmate-describes-his-thoughts-days-before-execution-2017-4  P.S. Wishing peace prevail in his and many other families like his, so crime is minimized.

Tolerance Radiates, Intolerance does too!

“Tolerance Radiates love and peace, whereas, Intolerance radiates anger and bloodshed.Thinkinkadia.

One day, I was driving slow on a right turn and did not pick up much speed because within two hundred yards, there was another right turn. And then I was in a busy shopping complex, so maintained a low speed till I parked.

It was the first day of winter break, and we had decided to go to a park for a walk and breakfast. As my family was ready to step out, I heard a honk and a man signaling me to step out.

I did and the man started yelling about my driving skills and how I was deliberately going too slow. Right away the teacher mind kicks in, so I do not defend myself and I just listen to him.

When he paused, I answered, that there was a posted speed limit and I thought I was within that.

When people are angry, they repeat the same thing over and over, till the steam runs out. So I listened, apologized for the inconvenience. Finally, he said something less angry, but just enough to hint that he was grumpy and not giving in.

That’s when I decided to end it Infused with love and respect. I said, “Sir, I have heard you, understood you, explained to you, and apologized. (Pause) Have a wonderful day and I wish you a Merry Christmas.”

After absorbing all that I tripped on my dogs leash within two minutes of getting my family from the car, dislocated my thumb, and spent a packet getting it fixed. One month of healing and a small price to pay for Peace.
I chose it as a safer option versus a potential social Detonate-ing experience.

Q: When you meet an angry person, what do you hear?