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Walking into the sunset

Listen well while I tell you a story

Of a boy and girl in the spring

When the first flowers bloom into glory

Every bird begins to sing…

I am talking of the eighties, the baby boomers, girls taking up careers was accepted in the middle class families, and when I say careers, I mean courses like engineering for girls had become acceptable,

Long hours, crazy schedules, girls then were out to prove they were not fragile, they could handle work the night out like the boys did, it was a time of huge shifts in energies, suddenly people with high hormone levels were put in the same space.

There were intellectual bonding, physical experiments and God Knows what else, the original generation of hell raisers, Rhonda was one of the first girls to ride a bike, and carry a back pack, before backpack became establishment, now that it has Rhonda’s personal statement is a stylish handbag

It is strange despite the fact that choosing your own partner was no longer a taboo, the girl who married mama’s choice of course got the golden halo.

Amidst this wonderful scenario, refusing to marry half dozen of her classmates who proposed to her to be frank between you and me, it must have been sheer fright… Rhonda ran away to a town where she was anonymous or so she thought.

In the bustling department of endodontics, there was the head of the department, and Rhonda being the intern was the tail end, in between two junior doctors and two nurses to assist. Guess what, august 10^th the department had a drone attack of conjunctivitis most of the junior doctors down with red swollen eyes that the medical superintendent drove them right back to their quarters, which left the Head and the tail in the department to deal with twelve appointments.

“Doc, I will take the patients that I can and we shall reschedule the rest.”

When the boss says something the minions obey,

As the nurse set the operating table, presto… emergency… a young man with absolutely swollen cheek and splinter embedded, since this above the intern level of expertise, the big man dealt with it, and Rhonda to deal with rest until he finished the emergency… behold the nature’s bounty the next one with the front tooth swollen, now the big man tells gets the tail end to attend to it, without no word whatsoever to the reception that was the epithet for what is glamorously called patient care or public relations today.

Eleven thirty the nurses are changing the trays and a young man with ochre blazer and corduroy jeans turns up,

“Excuse me… do you have a watch”

“Yes”

“Do you know how to see the time?”

The voice was very sarcastic, “yes why”

“well, it is nearing 12 and I had an appointment for 10 am,” with the PMT and everything happening that was the last straw, Rhonda was almost in tears….that seem to soften the guy the nurse spoke to him apologized and rescheduled the appointment.

A week later Rhonda meets Mr. Ocher Blazer again,

Three Root Canals and a year later they were married.

Twenty five years and two children later, Mr. Ocher Blazer and Rhonda live on different planets individually together.

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To Be Noticed Is To Be Loved.

To Be Noticed Is To Be Loved.

I grew up in the eighties, so we painstakingly cut articles from papers and filed them further references, particularly the embroidery design recipes, not to mention make up tips and how to buy inners.

When I discovered Pinterest it was just that for me, a virtual pin board where I could put things for future reading or references. Time and again I would get message about people following my interests I never really paid much attention to it.

Even when I came across a article by Michael Steinzer on using Pinterest as social marketing tool, I still didn’t take it seriously for in my space marketing and social network are absolutely different. but something that I discovered despite non-participation.

Having said that there were certain things I picked up when I attended the #BNLF event by indibloggers, that set me thinking. That is Pinterest might be a good place to connect for local business…. here’s what I learnt at #BNLF,

It was having to understand, who are my target audience, that meant finding out what people are interested in that meant observing what people are doing on Pinterest.

So I went to the search box, opened the category list.
Looked at the categories that were relevant to me, eg. Mythology, the god question
Clicked through the popular pinners, and pin boards it was quite interesting to see what kind of content was being shared.

The profiles that were popularly pinned had keyword friendly boards and profiles, when I browse I realized I would probably say, “eggless Chillan” and the board that popped would eggless cooking. The keywords were part of the profile, profile description, board titles and board descriptions. This was something I never bothered with I had treated the board like my personal filing system, and to quote Agatha Christie I would probably file Sandwich under “S”

People come to Pinterest to learn so the boards have to have informative content, creating boards related to the local community would be a great idea if one does decide to use pinterest as a marketing tool. What should the customer need to know so that the service that is being offered carries value. lot of pinner’s I noticed created an interesting mixture of content, some that they created and some curated from others but very relevant to the commodity that they are marketing. Some of them were so informal like simple hand drawn graphics to explain something, some were more meticulous they used info graphic tools that are available online more information rich the capsule the more engageme it received.

Pinterest rich pins allow the embedding information from websites and this dynamically encourages customer conversations, so click throughs with rich pins could be a good idea. When an article pin is created the headline, author and the story description automatically gets pulled into the pin, this encourages people to save the pins. People used product pins to that encourages direct buying connected to the site, because the product name and pricing information is pulled to the Pinterest automatically. People have created place pins with specific, map, an address and a phone number.

Like I said, Pinterest for me a personal filing system where I shared things with my friends, but I realized that if one was ready to engage, then there people sharing related information, and connecting all it required was to answer questions, add our thoughts in the comments, and it was really great.

Creating a Pinterest profile, filing it with information and engaging content is a great way to acquire new customers for your local business, but really gain benfits, consistency is required, checking of Pinterest analytics to see how the content is performing is an indicator.

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In the Quest of Happiness

indispire #Happiness,

What does happiness mean to me? do I go looking for happiness?

Let me answer the second question first, no i do not go looking for happiness. There is an interesting quote from Abraham Lincoln which I really like “Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be.”
― Abraham Lincoln

To me happiness is a puzzle, I am really curious about this emotion that seem to manifest differently in different people, in the quest of happiness my first query was what is happiness? W hat happens to the body? What happens to the mind? What happens emotionally.

How would I recognize that what I am experience is being happy. Is the experience uniform for all mankind, or is it individualistic. So many questions, I figured let me at least try to get some data so that I can start working from there.

The Natyashastra talks about navarasa but ananda, is not rasa, it is an anubhava or experience and the Natyashastra says that there could be people who are happy when they are unhappy. The minute you eliminate the sorrow from the space, they will find a new issue to moan over. So I am still left with the question what is happiness?

If I were to answer my questions with my own humble input then happiness would probably be – happiness could probably be distinguished as two types, type 1 subjective assessment of one’s life in general, this definition would conclude that if I am pleased ie satisfied with the way my life goes then I am happy.

The second though would well being, how people feel from day to day and the proportions that we experience positive and negative feeling.

Interesting both is self assessment. Though both are connected they are not necessarily equivalent. This could be why scientists study it separately.

The self assessment is are by and large reliable though it could be influenced by assessments provided by family and friends. Happiness level would definitely be correlated with physiological responses like people who perceive themselves as happy show higher activity in the left part of the prefrontal cortex and lower levels of stress induced cortisone.

When we are happy our body actually undergoes chemical changes endomorphins and serotonins are liberated.

If I were to speak in terms of chakras, then the first would be related to the Manipura chakra the chakra of experiencing power, and the other would be anhata chakra the chakra that concerns with our emotions. But to experience both swadhistana chakra needs to be healthy too.

This is one interesting TED talk I heard — https://www.ted.com/talks/dan_gilbert_asks_why_are_we_happy

At the end of the day I am still left with questions I started.

Maybe like George Washington said–“The grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.” ― George Washington Burnap, The Sphere and Duties of Woman: A Course of Lectures

Parallel Reality — another space and time

Parallel reality

Ever thought of this… a coin coming down heads that the possibility of its coming down tails has collapsed. Until that moment the two possibilities were equal. But in another world it could come down tails then what happens? The worlds split apart… another reality is created.

Quantum physics has opened a door to the possibility of parallel universe or the existence of multiverse. This concept relooks the nature of reality. The worlds of cosmology, quantum and theoretic physics and astronomy are all in place to accept that there are multiple reality not just different interpretations but objective realities that are different from one another totally.

Physics calls parallel universe as the Multiverse and recognizes it as a hypothetical collection of undetectable universes that are like our known universe but have branched off from our universe due to a quantum level event.

While cosmology recognizes parallel universe as a universe that co-exists with our known universe but may operate fundamentally under different laws of physics.

This would mean that there could be a universe where we exist or have existed through the same time timeline with some minor insignificant variation, like, maybe the chicken pox you had when you wanted to skip the 12^th grade exam may not occur. Quantum physics claims that this is not an absolute term, so each possible observation, with a different probability would correspond to a different universe. On a macro level it implies that every choice, action or interaction we make is one from a range of possible outcomes and we can collapse it into our current timeline, there would be a parallel universe where we could experience a different set of circumstances created by choices.

The question that emerges at this point is these realities out there? Can we connect to it? is it possible to switch from one life time to the other, there are instances where people have experienced this parallel reality one way or the other and not really notice it, because it happens in fraction of a second.

Quite a few of current life issues are dealt with and can be healed by accessing the parallel realities

Exploring parallel realities to find resolutions to current life issues is one of the greatest modalities that hypnotherapy uses. Of course inducing a good trance, and identifying the actual issue that one is dealing with is vital once that is done, then exploring parallel realities becomes the option.

A patient of mine with whom I conducted this session of parallel realities did find resolution and reaction was, everything looked the same, but suddenly felt like it was not, like everything has been taken apart, sort of brick by brick flower bed by flower bed and put back together in the order an order I choose consciously to derive a particular goal. Those that could not be re-located I could accept that yes, this is not reloadable so I need to work with this.

This understanding in itself created a shift in her resolving the baggage she was dealing.

#TataZicaMarthon,#fantastico,#impact.

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Mytwingo

Mytwingo

#ImaginativeStory

It has been a fantasy.. That I had a twin who was my caretaker, friend, philosopher and guide. She was something like super brain and super girl rolled in one. I would only inspire her, with “My twin go” war cry.

A quiet Saturday evening I am at Carasid, at I sat at my usual corner table. It was my artists date, it was also the time for socializing. Last evening I was immersed in my sketch book like I normally am. On the next table was bunch of young girls, were confident, bubbly bits of conversation that drifted was intelligent nothing to do with movies or make up.

A bunch of tourists, with their loud manners, terrible English and obscene Hindi entered, just as decided to wrap up before being drowned by the crowd, I saw a person zooming, for moment I was taken aback, she looked so familiar.

I realized she looked the image I reflected in the mirror, on the days I felt extremely ugly, clumsy and intellectually challenged. In other words she looked me.

Now that was intriguing.

I got on my bike and drove her direction. I lost track of her.

Last week end I was back at Carasid, this time I kept a watch for her, and there she was, zipping past, strangely she owned the Harley Davidson a bike I had dreamt of before the doctor banned me. I followed her right to the book store she entered. To ensure I did meet her, I double parked.

She was furious, at being double parked, she tried to spot who did that, and presto she spots me, she was so much like me, I could tell she saw it too. The eyes went from split one of anger to wide open one of astonishment. She must have wondered how many imposters do I have.

Suddenly it struck to me, all those greetings and polite conversations; they were for her, not me. did every one, do the mistake? Who is the right one, and who is the imposter, it was uncanny.

I do agree in moments of soliloquy I’ve said, this phrase so many times, it has become reassuring mantra instead of actual words: Mytwingo” if I did have a twin we would have been born in the mid sixties when twins were rather rare, a bit of magic involved of course, twins were like, the cousins of unicorns or siblings of elves. I would imagine, tapping my shadow and evoking Chayya like the Indian goddess Sanjana did. We would have telepathy, and she would be the one person in the entire world I would totally be myself with. I would not need to explain my actions to her, I would not need to clarify. I would not doubt, I would not worry.

But none of that happened, here she was standing right in front of me, and I realize that she is my long lost twin… the impact of that realization came in with a bang, and excruciating pain… in the next few minutes, the paramedics came picked me up that brought me to my senses I had bumped right into a parked Harley-Davidson, owned by a woman who looked remotely like me.

Coming to think of it “Look alikes” may be the result of one of the various possible futures happening simultaneously.

Epiphany of a Gypsy.

cartography #TataZicaMarthon,#Navigation,#impact.

Sometimes things pop up in the most unexpected way. I like to think that it does appear when the time or rather we are in the right frame to accept that information and convert it to knowledge. When I wrote myself, I kept calling myself a gypsy meandering on a mythical journey in search of the mystic Shambala or utopia. Shambala was more spiritual while Utopias sounds more political.

It popped into my space, it sounded cool and did not conform I liked the feel of it, gypsies were after all nomads, enchanting song, rare beauty and clever tricks. The concept of the wild wanderess ensnared my soul and led me, through an interesting journey where you will find me now. But last evening I saw myself for the first time.

It was as if the universe just had to bang it on to my face. The first part of the message was “my about me,” the entire day the word cartography and cartomancy kept flitting in and out of my mind and sometimes on the tip of my tongue.

It is as if the universe was saying, you meandered for a reason, it is your karma, you didn’t understand it all the while, nor do you understand it right way, you will in the future as of now you just need to recognize, that you are a cartographer.

A cartographer a person who makes maps. Maps.. Uncharted territory the universe replied. A map does not just chart, it unlocks and formulates meaning, it forms bridges between here and there between disparate ideas that we did not were previously connected. There are parts of our lives that we don’t understand, in the language of the cartographer these places are called sleeping beauties. They were there within every one.

Like geographic maps, there are life maps too. And neither of the map making is a precise art. People do tend to start with good intentions and then get so carried away with spouting whales, monsters, waves and other twiddle bits of cartographic ornaments, that they often forget to put in the boring mountains and river in at all.

I realized I do see the maps in crypts of the minds, and many times they say something to me. this is not as strange or exotic as it sounds, nor is it something unheard of, before maps the world was limitless. It was the maps that gave it shape and made it seem like territory, something that could be possessed, not just laid waste and plundered. Maps mde places on the edges of the imagination graspable and placable.

When there are no maps,

I go by dark ways, unclean ways. if such a map existed it would be beyond price. Nameless cult would battle in the low places of the earth for such a price. Dreams would starve themselves in endless visions seeking its location. Like I mentioned before, maps do not just chart, it unlocks and formulates meaning, it forms bridges between here and there, between disparate ideas that we did not know were previously connected … and I was the cartographer.

A labyrinth may be a symbolic journey.. but it is a map we can really walk on, blurring the difference between map and the world. I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think have ended where I needed to be.

Thanks Universe for driving the realization home

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#Fantstico (7)

Eulogy to my immediate ancestor.

I was very disturbed and upset this morning. I did something, which I do unthinkingly. And get very upset if this demand is not met. I called my mother. She as usual sorted it for me. After I was fortified I wondered how she must be replenishing her energy.

Coming to think of it, Parents are like God because we wanna know they’re out there and we want them to think well of us, yet we really only call when we need something. Wander what that makes grandparents…

Its January 30^th, I am back at 8 KMC quarters, all of 6years old, as I look out of the window I see this gentleman striding across the basketball court, it’s no more there it has been replaced by something else. Neither is the man striding across, he has been displaced to a generation of has been. Yet somewhere he lives everything my mother does still has to pass through the bench mark created by him. If we can go beyond its good, but that the goal. Well that day he brought my brother and me our first play scooter.

When I was 13 he taught me to ride the bicycle, and 18 the scooter. I learnt chess, and math from him. Of course I also learnt the disdain for religion. The secret of making a killer masala dosa was another thing I learnt from him, he had learnt it when he worked to at a hotel to pay for his education.

I think he morphed into a Hitler like boogie man when took my secret dream of being a healer and peddled it as his own, putting it into the frame work of conventionality. Somewhere I got a kick when I saw the smile on his face when people address me as doctor. Slowly I saw the change. The gait went slow; he would never walk without an umbrella, because he did not want to carry a walking stick.

His daily news was now on through TV and not radio, though he did flip through the newspaper and was meticulous in his routine. Like the leaves change colours, people do too. Their hair change colours as they age. His hair from silver grey went to silver-bald, his skin from glowing white wheat to a tired buff wheat.

Something’s I learnt from him is we don’t give up on family, no matter how tempting they make it. It does not matter if they hate you, or embarrass you, or simply don’t appreciate your genius, we do not give up. My grandpa was man I respected and will respect all my life, that what grandparents all about people that you can love and respect until the end of your life. I cherished him while he was still with us.

#Fantstico (2) — #TataZicaIndiMarathon#impact# Fantastico

It is quite interesting the one of the lessons he told us, that respecting someone did not mean blind obedience. If you really loved and respected the other you would have the confidence to put forth your thought and then choose to make a decision.

Thanks Grandpa for Navigating my life. The impact you made is great, as a person you are Fantastico.