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Thought Capsule-3

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Elizabeth Gilbert “People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you and then leave. A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master...” ― Elizabeth Gilbert , Eat, Pray, Love I love this idea of a soulmate. Truly! I think I read this in a horoscope website, that my s

Thought Capsule -2

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"We are made up of so many layers of our family histories, ancestries, karmic accounts from several past lives, influences from entanglements with different souls that have crossed our paths, a mixed concoction of what we have ever seen, felt, tasted, touched, heard, judged, all the rational and irrational reasons that have made us what we are." - Elizabeth Gilbert in 'Eat Pray Love' Change any of the variables that have resulted in what, who, how and where you are at present and you have no way to know how life would have been. Had I not been to certain places, I really don't have any idea how life would have shaped itself. Had I not been to Mysore, I seriously have no way to fathom how my life would have been right now. Had I not got my friends for life, I don't know who would have entered my life then. I sometimes want to view it, at least on a virtual canvas, how life would have been, had some incidents not happened at all. I would not have be

Thought Capsule- 1

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We create an image of the person we are acquainted with, an impression of him that is an exaggeration of our expectation from him, not of what he actually is. And the time when he fails to play along as per the roles we had assigned him in our mind when he seems to be different than what we had presumed and perhaps taken for granted, we are disappointed. This time may take a few days or a few months or a few years to come. We are heartbroken by the sudden changes we see in the person which completely contradicts the image of him that our minds had created and believed without a doubt. The person retreats away from us, and we withdraw into our shell- a proof of our heavy addiction to that person’s presence in our lives. 

Reading Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami

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Reading ‘Norwegian Wood’ by Haruki Murakami is a very revealing experience. I encounter my own thoughts, views, and somewhere somehow suppressed opinions, wishes and teenage dreams. The growth and the development in Naoko and Watanabe’s relation is very memorable, has a nostalgic essence to it. Naoko is Kizuki’s girlfriend, who is Watanabe’s best friend. They are just acquaintances, at first, meeting up in double dates, but with Kizuki’s suicide, they are devastated and broken with only each other to care for as an integral part of their adolescence vanished along with Kizuki. They grow close with time, as years pass by, taking long walks in the meadow, through the streets of Tokyo, riding together in the metro, and discussing everything under the sun except Kizuki’s sudden death. On Naoko’s birthday when Watanabe mentions him, she snaps, crying violently. She leaves the town without notice. The story turns sad and melancholic at this point as Watanabe misses Naoko terribly, w

3 Reasons Why I Want to Travel Solo

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I have been fantasizing travelling alone somewhere far away from home. While watched ‘Queen’ and reveling in Kangana Ranaut’s brilliant acting I wished so hard that I could do what she did- go alone on a vacation and spend all the time exploring new bylanes, eating new cuisines, making new friends, etc. While listening to Elizabeth Gilbert’s beautiful storyteller-voice in the audiobook ‘Eat Pray Love’ I had myself wishing the same, once again. She spent a year in three different countries- Italy, India and Indonesia- after the eventual end of her dysfunctional marriage; four months in each place, alone, trying to discover herself through the experience and heal from the depression that she suffered for years. It is when you get lost that you find yourself. Losing oneself is the only way to discover one’s real self back. And travel gives that spiritual and philosophical opportunity to spend time in quiet contemplation. Amidst chaos is calm. Friedrich Nietzsche had said; &quo

Queeristan by Parmesh Sahani

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  Queeristan (Amazon Link) Thanks to Audible Free Trial I listened to this amazing non-fiction on LGBTQ inclusion in Indian workplaces. Author Parmesh Sahani identifies as gay Indian, working closely with Godrej higher management and employees for years to create an inclusive workplace, both legally and in spirit. This book is a result of those years of experience, research, collaboration with individuals from difference spectrum of the society and organizations who has successfully transitioned into a queer friendly one.   Indian history is inclusive. From the Khajuraho temple architectures, to Konark to the Rig Veda, there is existing proofs even 2000 years ago of Indian inclusiveness of queer. It’s the draconian British law that criminalised it, which was scraped in 2009, came into effect once again following a sad judgement in 2013 and eventually was scraped off for good in 2018. I am in awe of the lawyers who fought this legal battle- colleagues and partners – Arundhati Katju

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