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Book Review – ‘Shhh Don’t Talk About Mental Health’ by Arjun Gupta

posted by Anupriya August 12, 2019 0 comments

When a 22 year old lad, decides to write a book on Mental Health, it is likely to pique interest of someone like me, who has been already reading a lot about Mental Wellness. What makes the case to read this book more convincing is the fact that the author has himself battled severe clinical depression at such a young age. And once out of it, he has been spreading awareness about Mental Health through his blog and Youtube channel.

I have closely followed Arjun’s work and really appreciate the traction of his work. So it was a given that I was going to read this book. I have to confess that having read this book I realize how little I knew about the history and the case for maximum awareness for mental health. I am really glad that I lay my hands on this book. So here’s my review of  ‘Shhh Don’t Talk About Mental Health’ by Arjun Gupta Continue Reading

Project 'My Happiness' 2019

Project ‘My Happiness’ 2019 – A Happiness Initiative

posted by Anupriya December 26, 2018 0 comments

In the beginning of 2017, I was making significant progress as a blogger, my kids were growing up fine and my life at home in general gave me nothing to brood about much. Yet, I felt hollow within. It was a strange feeling. I didn’t know what exactly was a I lacking in life that was making me restless.

Come December, 2017 I came across Upasana’s blog and read about her Gratitude Pie. So my new year’s resolution for 2018 was keep a record of all the reasons I had to be thankful about during a day. Slowly lethargy took over, and I updated my gratitude pie once a week and then once a month.

Read my monthly gratitude posts here.

Slowly, I drifted from keeping a record of things that I was thankful about to things that made me happy. It was just easier to think about one thing that made me happy at the end of the day. That one daily feel good  bullet point became pivotal to my mood for the next day. Slowly, I knew that my life’s good and I have more than one reason to be happy in my daily routine. You might want to know the effect it had on me. Continue Reading

True Beauty

True Beauty In A Mother Daughter Relationship

posted by Anupriya December 17, 2018 6 Comments

BetiPadhao, BetiBachao’ the formal tag line, though released by our current prime minister only four years ago, finds slightly older roots in our modern society, with the belief that education will be the sole driver of salvation of the fairer sex. Awareness and exposure to difficult situations will empower our girls to protect themselves and fight against all evil. And then, we come across stories that force us to ponder, if by educating our daughters, we are making their lives practically more difficult. That ignorance really might be bliss in this society still governed by never evolving, patriarchal DNA.

She was two years junior to me in college. Good looking and attractive were the adjectives that were doing rounds about this girl with curly locks. She happened to join a student’s activity group of which I too was a part. A couple of short interactions later, I realized that there was more to this fair girl with dark eyes. Though she tried her best to be present in the moment, her wider than usual eyes gave her away. I gathered from her close friends in our group that she had trouble at home. I shirked it off as young adult issues and never gave it too much thought.

“The girl seems sensible, after all. She is doing well for herself. Why muddle my mind over something I do not have much influence over?” Isn’t that how we all think when we hear trouble stories of a distant friend, an acquaintance or a colleague? Continue Reading

Blogchatter Projects

Blogchatter Projects – Throwback 2017

posted by Anupriya October 5, 2018 3 Comments

Last  year when Blogchatter announced the Blogchatter Projects, I jumped in with my feet first without too much thought or planning. I had just one concept in mind – ‘Spirituality for Everyone’.

Almost a decade back I had learnt about energy healing though Reiki, and last year I got introduced to another school of energy healing namely ‘Pranic Healing’. In the meanwhile, I have had fair exposure to Sahaj Yoga and have friends you practice Bhuddhism. I decided that I would get in touch with people who are long time practitioners of these various spiritual schools and bring some reference points for my readers to analyse and understand them. My metric parameter for the project was to track the Page views on my posts through various channels. I wanted to figure, from where the traffic that will be most interested in meditation and spirituality come from. Continue Reading

Be Better Than Yourself

Perks Of Competing To Be Better Than Yourself

posted by Anupriya July 6, 2018 9 Comments

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Here we are, at the third post of the seven post series that is participating in Bar-A-Thon. I am sharing my experiences from the two Half Marathons that I ran last season, and it’s been an amazing journey so far. My attempt to draw some analogies from my experience and see how one can use them to live a happier life is finding resonance with so many of you. That’s really encouraging. Thanks to All of You!

To Bring More Happiness Into My Life

So here are the seven relevant lessons that I have been able to derive from my Marathon running experiences, for a happier Me.

  1. Endurance
  2. Plan Your Energy Expenditure
  3. Be Better Than Yourself
  4. Run Together
  5. Cheer For Others
  6. Don’t Give Up
  7. Practice Discipline

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Mental And Emotional Endurance

Marathon Lessons for Happiness – Mental and Emotional Endurance

posted by Anupriya July 2, 2018 10 Comments

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I participated in two half marathon’s last season, which were also my first and second marathons of my life. I realised that running a marathon entails different meanings for different people. For professionals it’s about the competition. But for most runners, a Marathon brings about a gamut of life lessons.  In this seven post series I am going to draw your attention towards these very life lessons.

My finish time for my first Marathon was 101 minutes. I was just glad that I crossed the finishing line. While for the second Marathon, I clocked a finishing time of 91 minutes. Yes, a straight 10 minutes reduction from the first one. The two Marathons were only 15 days apart, yet there was a sea change in my running experience. Continue Reading

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My Idea of Strength – #WriteBravely

posted by Anupriya June 30, 2018 13 Comments

As I take in the morning breeze and look around at the long stretch of the beach buzzing with activity, a particular figure stands out in my vision. No, I couldn’t possibly know him in person. Yet, I am confused because I seem to have seen the face somewhere. I racked my brain to recollect but to no avail.

I get distracted with hot babes jogging on the beach with their tight slacks and tank tops, but only for a while. My eyes keep falling back on the old man’s figure. Not that you could ignore it anyway. The old lean frame hunched over a walking stick yet exhumed dignity of a life lived well. As he walks closer in my direction, I see his grey white hair. If I were to pick a number to guess his age, I am sure he would be older than that.

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Joy of Living
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The Joy Of Living – #WriteBravely

posted by Anupriya June 29, 2018 14 Comments

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An orphaned boy, who survived the Bhuj earthquake and a girl from a village near Jamnagar. That’s Kishore and me chasing our dreams with a scholarship to study Mechanical Engineering at a reputed government college in Mumbai.

To say that we were friends in college who turned lovers is definitely a cliché. But the thing about love is that once you have taken the plunge, the question about how you fell in love doesn’t matter.

Our time in college went by like a dream. We were two excited kids, running around the city of dreams, making plans for life in future while coping with the pressures of our courses. Our relationship was cherished by everyone who knew us. By some play of luck we had everyone’s blessings. I was happy. No, happy would be an understatement. I was on cloud nine. With time we were blooming in each other’s company. Every time I saw Kishore wink at me meaningfully amidst the practical lab from across the table, I felt my heart melt with the warmth of his love that gushed out of his dark brown eyes.

It was like we had our ‘happily ever after’ planned. Until that fateful day…

I heard the news of the serial blasts in Mumbai’s local trains from my classmates in hostel. But the news that Kishore was on one of those trains was brought by one of his kin from the orphanage. I didn’t know what to do. Everyone was worried about me, as I failed to shed a single tear. Even on his pyre, I kept staring with hope that he would emerge from it and engulf me in a hug.

Are you wondering, what transpired of me after Kishore passed away? Hmmm! I gave up on life. No, I wasn’t brave enough to commit suicide. Instead I drowned myself in work at the job I had obtained through campus. I performed so well there, that I had this young celebrity like status in my office. But happiness and contentment eluded me.  My sister pointed out that despite performing well and all, I am living in denial. That’s when she introduced me to Samar. It seemed to be a good decision then, because after our very first meeting at the meditation centre, I returned smiling. I was to meet Samar again in week’s time. I couldn’t wait for the week to get over. And then week after week I continued to see him.

Other than our weekly meetings at the meditation centre I also agreed to accompany Samar to his social responsibility endeavors at the nearby orphanage. I was once again poised to be happy in life by helping others and spread love. Samar’s kind words reflected deep understanding of life and were a balm to my wounded soul. In his beaming face, I found a silent assurance that it was possible for me to be happy again.

But last month when I told my sister about my decision, she went numb. “You can’t be serious about this. It’s too early for you to know, if it is all worth it!”, Her words were echoed by our parents.

I told them, that when Kishore left me, I didn’t think I would ever fall in love again. But… I was 22 then and life is long. And I’m feeling things right now that I haven’t in a long, long time.’

Today I sit at my parental house. Swara, my sister tells me biting her lips, ‘You need not follow your muse to the path where he leads you. You could simply live with the joy he has given you. Going after him will mean that you will have to sever ties with all of us. You won’t be allowed to even meet us.’ There was alarm and urgency in my little sister’s voice.

My family realizes that they are only talking in vain. They know that I have made up my mind, and they have just today with me.

The next day my family accompanies me tearfully to the monastery where Monk Vidyanand will give me Diksha to become a monk. They see me walk towards the palanquin with Samar leading the line with 6 other people in tow to adorn monkhood for life. Swara calls out frantically that I should change my mind. But then, they do not know. Only I know. I know that it is the only way that I will find respite from the pain I have lived in ever since Kishore went away. I was breathing because I did not believe in suicide. But in Samar’s thoughts and beliefs, in his understanding of life I found the route to emancipation from the endless torture of living. In the future lay a possibility to breathe without feeling any guilt of outliving Kishore. I could even come to understand the joy of living without him.

This post is a part of the #WriteBravely Write Tribe Festival of Words

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The prompt for the day is –

“No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing, the dream that you wish will come true.” – Cinderella

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Going Back to Her Roots – #WriteBravely

posted by Anupriya June 27, 2018 8 Comments

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“I can’t believe I agreed to this.” Afsaana was extremely cross and Shekhar’s casual nod didn’t do much to calm her.

“Shekhar! Are you even listening to me?”  Shekhar turned to look at his visibly pensive wife.

“No! Don’t give me that everything-will-be-alright story again. When I agreed to marry you 12 years ago, you had promised that we will never go back to that place.”  Afsaana had to check her infuriated tone lest she would invite unnecessary attention from fellow passengers on the flight. She turned once to check on their 10 year old daughter, who was busy with an animation movie on the console in front of her.

Shekhar held Afsaana ‘s hand and pressed it to comfort her, “We’ve been through this innumerable times during the last six months dear. You know that this is the only choice we had. Don’t you?” Continue Reading

The Moon Walking Bellman
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The Moon Walking Bellman – #WriteBravely

posted by Anupriya June 25, 2018 14 Comments

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Sagar stood behind the counter struggling to control his urge to yawn. It was just two days in this job and he was dead bored.

God! What am I going to do here?

But then he knew that he needed this job, because his meat shop owner father had refused to give him any allowances going further. His old man had coerced him into this job of a bellman at a reputed hotel where he had been supplying meat for years. This was the first time, he had used his contacts for personal favors, and Sagar did not have the guts to go against his father’s will. But the question remained, Continue Reading