Unearthing You is my place to tap into the deepest parts of myself for self-reflection purposes. For a change, I want to share only positive affirmations so as to bring positivity to myself and also to everyone around me. Hope you'll like it.
Unearthing You is my place to tap into the deepest parts of myself for self-reflection purposes. For a change, I want to share only positive affirmations so as to bring positivity to myself and also to everyone around me. Hope you'll like it.
Ever seen students outside an examination hall? They're all full of comments about whether the question paper was difficult, easy or moderate. But did you ever wonder what 'difficult' actually means? It's a measure of how much efforts does an activity requires you to put in. If you're well prepared, it should be easier, else, tough or some might say "moderate".
Isn't it obvious that I never cared to notice how relative this term is and how simple it is to change its relativeness. I said simple, not easy. An activity or an exam remains what it is supposed to be, but you judge it from your frame of reference. It can also be said the term measures how prepared you are to face the challenge. We have a really famous proverb in hindi that says, "अंगूर बहुत खट्टे हैं।" (translated to: sour grapes), it means, criticising something you can never have. It might not fit over here, but, what if it does?
We often pray for our problems to become easier, but have you ever wished to become tougher than the problem itself? Rarely would've been the case of a "yes". We are all lazy animals wanting our food to be served itself, and if it doesn't; grapes our sour, or it is just too difficult for me. Such an escapist we are, if you related to this, always looking forward to categorising challenges so you set yourself free from the stress. Stop doing that, and start preparing yourself for the upcoming test or project, if you'll be prepared enough, no wonders you'll be the one outside that classroom, saying, "Ahh! it was a cakewalk for me", and to your surprise, you learnt something new, you grew to be a better version of yourself. And,
“Opinion is really the lowest form of human knowledge. It requires no accountability, no understanding. The highest form of knowledge… is empathy, for it requires us to suspend our egos and live in another’s world. It requires profound purpose larger than the self kind of understanding.”
― Bill Bullard
I was in the middle of a conversation with someone about ethics when the other person interrupted me and very politely in the most humble manner said, “why do you think that you always have to be right? When you really talk about looking at a broader perspective in a neutral manner, you sound like the most biased person ever and it just doesn’t feel good to have conversation when the other person believes in how one should try to understand different point of views but it just doesn’t show in their behaviour.” That person was right indeed, and the wiser me kept instructing me not to speak another word and just stay mum and accept and apologise for being wrong but my ego just burst out to make things only worse. How many times has this happened with you? Well I’ve been doing this for 18 years straight and regretting it every single time, every time I promise myself to change it but I just don’t. Well I guess this time I would because I’ve learned a strategy to it.
Firstly, it’s not about me so i decide to look at other person’s intention behind their behaviour towards me or their words. What if they’re not really trying to bring me down but in fact giving me a better perspective to look from.
If this strategy doesn’t work and i still take it personally and it’s hurting me then it’s probably because,
It is about me, and I’ll try to look at myself in the mirror, introspect if it was my fault and how.
You take things personally when they hit your raw nerve, when they touch your insecurities which are deep rooted within your childhood. And you got to give yourself empathy this time, and speak up about how you feel to another person in front who according to you made you feel less important or worthless. There’s nothing wrong about being vulnerable sometimes.
Trust me, most of the times it’s just you making yourself important enough for everyone which shifts you from the actual problem to a self created problem. Whether be it different perspectives or our mistakes, we need to learn to accept and give ourselves room to grow.
Just remember that no matter how much people criticise you, crumble you, make you feel worthless or bad about yourself, you never lose your value, so start thinking in a manner where you keep those problems above you and not limited just to you because it might not be about you, rather it’s just your ego telling you stuff.
Like always I was surfing across Youtube for solutions and found this really amazing video, which I’ll definitely link down but this was a summary of what I learned from it. Hope it was helpful! And,
Thanks for reading!
(the link to the video: https://youtu.be/LnJwH_PZXnM )
How easy it is for me to realise the veracity of this quote and equally difficult to explain how. As if I know how deep a well is but don’t have the knowledge about metres. Of course scientists will tell us about ‘HOWs’ but can we ever run out of ‘WHYs’, I’m not sure if science has an answer to this. The most obvious thoughts are the most perplexing ones, cause they seem so obvious to be thought about, that we don’t really ever think about them.
I’ve gotten used to overthink about stuff and therefore I’m gonna go overthink this quote. If you’d like to share your thoughts about it, please comment and follow to track my journey of overthinking or maybe introspecting, they’re the same for me. And,
I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it's aerodynamically impossible for a bumble bee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there's a cat in a box somewhere who's alive and dead at the same time (although if they don't ever open the box to feed it it'll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself.
I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck.
I believe that anyone who says sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too.
I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies. I believe in a woman's right to choose, a baby's right to live, that while all human life is sacred there's nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system.
I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.”
“…if a man can be properly said to love something, it must be clear that he feels affection for it as a whole, and does not love part of it to the exclusion of the rest.”
If you're feeling down. Don't waste energy resisting the feeling. Be present and trace the emotion to its source.
~unknown
hi, recently I saw a movie, ‘Berlin Syndrome’ and it was quite amazing. If you’ve already watched it, nice, but if you haven’t, I’m not gonna give reviews or spoilers, so don’t worry. Why and how i saw it, is a story for another day but let’s talk about this one for now. It’s not a spoiler but just a brief introduction so that you understand what I’m gonna talk about. So the movie starts with introducing Clare a normal girl who’s a tourist in Berlin and is wandering here and there photographing stuff, until she finds Andi, an english professor and a localite. They spend a day together having fun and on their second meeting they end up having sex at Andi’s place. Clare thought of it to be a one night stand, unaware that Andi never had any intention of letting her go away. So Andi traps Clare in his small abode. Watch the movie to know what happens next. Andi was so intriguing to me that I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I still cannot get over this movie, maybe cause deep down I could feel what Andi was going through. I could relate a part of me with him (though he was psychologically ill and I’m not, just talking about the emotions).
I don’t realise it now how creepy I sound but this is what it is. Andi was the part of me that I’ve been refusing to accept for years, the part of me who was always possessive about the people I had in my life, the part that never wanted to share those people with anyone else. I wish I could lock them with me in that room and never let them go, but maybe life doesn’t work like that.
There’s a thick line between holding on to people and holding people. How frequently they remember you, depends on how continually you meet them. But how deeply they remember you, depends on how significantly you treat them.
I don’t read books, so i didn’t appreciate how every chapter can be different from another and still add the glory to the book. I hate to say that Andi wronged Clare, but maybe he failed to realise that letting her meet new people wouldn’t have affected her love for him.
I hope someday I could get over these little insecurities but even if I don’t, I promise to always be here for people, I know will always be there for me. I don’t know how wrong or right the past me has been or will ever be, but I’ll still be here for my closed ones to grab my space even in that small chapter of their life. And,
Thanks for reading!
(P.s. I know that my writing skills aren’t good, so kindly don’t judge cause I’m still learning)
We need to learn to accept the reality to make this world a better place to live in. Lying to others harms the society but lying to yourself is dangerous not just to you but a lot of lives connected to you. Stop trying to make that lie your reality and just accept the facts, you see accepting the reality is like ripping off the bandage, it hurts for a second but everything appears clearly after then.
The Blue Fairy : You must learn to choose between right and wrong.
Pinocchio : Right and wrong? But how will I know?
The Blue Fairy : Your conscience will tell you.
Pinocchio : What's a conscience?
Jiminy Cricket : What's a conscience! I'll tell ya! A conscience is that still small voice that people won't listen to. That's just the trouble with the world today...
The Blue Fairy : Now, remember, Pinocchio, be a good boy. And always let your conscience be your guide.
The Blue Fairy : Prove yourself brave, truthful, and unselfish, and someday, you will be a real boy.
The Blue Fairy : Little puppet made of pine, awake. The gift of life is thine.
The Blue Fairy : A boy who won't be good might just as well be made of wood.
We all might be just some other wood puppets, who never learned what was their conscience, otherwise this world would’ve been a nice place to live in.
It’s not a fairytale but the reality of our society, if you felt it was some kiddish moral value story, just read it again, you’ll find the answer.
“Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.”
~Sigmund Freud
I always thought that some emotions should be left to be understood by the other person. We don’t need to go on speak out everything cause that just reduces the essence of that emotion. Never too late to realise that, it’s not even wrong to express it all. I mean you might be lucky to have someone who understands your silence but even if you don’t have, it’s fine, maybe it’s great (cause then you’ll get to know yourself better).
I invariably expected my family members to be my therapists, i wanted them to understand my situation and then bear all my anger composedly. What i needed to understand was that if i need a professional counsellor to help me understand people then how can i expect my family to treat me the way my counsellor does! My parents are as normal people as i am and not some professionals and on that i didn’t even consider the biggest differentiator, the age factor. They’ve grown up in a different era than me, then how am i even supposed to expect them to understand those “high school teen problems”?
I shouldn’t have and neither should you, it hurts them, when we have such extravagant expectations from them when we’re not ready to fulfil one for them. It hurts them, when they get those inferiority feelings as parents just because they weren’t able to match up with our imaginations.
Speak your feelings out, share everything with them, that they need to know or you want them to know, for once look at them as other human beings and not some “idealistic parents”.
As a 5-year old, i always wondered how can people get the spelling of ‘accept’ wrong and write ‘expect’ instead of it... Now i feel the difference between them. Where ‘accepting’ makes you happy in long term, ‘expecting’ can just have dramatically opposite results. Be careful with which one you choose to use.
This is what I’ve learned from my experiences, might be a bit different from yours. So don’t forget to share your learnings in comments. And,
Well i used to have a lot of opinions back then but now the only opinion that i have is it’s okay to not have an opinion. It’s not that I don’t care what’s happening around and I don’t have a stand for something but rather i care a lot about everything and so much, that i fight, a lot of never ending battles inside this little brain of mine everyday regarding what should i support and why, the moment i get a conclusion, there’s some contradiction arising to it. Maybe because we can never classify things as completely wrong or completely right. Everything’s grey. The world is negative and positive too at the same time. Probably i have what we may call a Schrödinger’s opinion *giggles*. It’s not about reality cause it’s more about perception. Rather than what actually exists, it’s about how we perceive the reality and that’s what makes the same thing appear different for different people and we call it an opinion.
What do you believe in? Please write your views in the comment section. And thanks for reading.
“From the body of one guilty deed, a thousand ghostly fears and thoughts proceed.”
I recently had a conversation with papa about whether ghosts exist or not, not only did he say yes but also he believes in the practises of talking to them. It’s strange how humans can believe in something whose existence is not even proven. What is it that makes us wanna believe in them? Is it the feeling of loss of a loved one that we’re unable to accept and we want to see them eagerly? But they’re all our hallucinations, or are they?
Talking about science, energy never dies. Even our body works on some level of energy that’s being derived from several foods, in-fact matter itself is a form of energy (if we go deep into general relativity, e=mc^2). So after death and before burial, when half of the biological processes stop, where does that energy go which is responsible to keep us alive? Does it easily leave the body and floats in surroundings? Or does it stay in there and makes the body unstable? Science straightaway denies the existence of ghosts and conceals it with other factors like low frequency sound, mould, carbon monoxide etc.
There are many other theories given by people to justify their argument of ghosts being real, like, “ghosts persist to exist to finish off their unfinished businesses” and many more. There have also been some historical paintings and scriptures having the mention of ghosts, some stories even say that this concept has been continuing from ancient times when people used to worship their loved one who had deceased, in order to make the spirits happy.
So maybe at the end we may appease ourselves with any theory that we may like but the question still remains unanswered that, “are ghosts just the form of energy which don’t convert into some other form?” And even if the energy does convert into some other form then “does it still has the memories of the person?”
I know this article might sound a bit kiddish but it’s something that I’ve always pondered upon and will always, until satisfied with an answer. Please comment down below to continue the discussion or to answer the question.
Thanks for reading.
I don’t particularly believe in destiny cause destiny says that every event is predetermined but I believe in a similar concept that our life is a game of domino and the blocks are our decisions, falling pattern of every domino is determined by the previous domino and basically it’s the first domino that’s the deciding factor.
Like even the smallest choice that I make today might affect the biggest of situations later in my life.
But then what was my first decision that i ever made? What was the first domino of my life? Was i responsible for its falling or my parents or someone else? This domino story does make sense to me sometimes but then it’s just a vague idea to justify everything that’s happening around.
What are your thoughts about life and how it works?
