94th Blog - Fear - Win this word with power of inner will

 

Fear – A Word with two meanings, Choice is now Yours

Forget Everything and RUN

Face Everything and RISE.

I heard these words many times and knew the meaning even more extent.

Don't come into agreement with fear or we will give it credence to come to pass. Replace fear with the positive. Don't put faith into fear. Don't accept fear as reality. They have been resonating with us for a few hours now; maybe for all the years of life. Avoid it. Live a life without fear. Be a child, free from every fear.”

When we agree with the word fear we being the cause it to come to pass and let it come near to us; inside us; to disintegrate our inner strength. How many of us still get caught up with the word “Fear”, the emotion “Fear”, “Fear” of the unknown, “Fear” of what has happened with this and that, to that and them. I think it is one of the most dreadful word that was invented by human being, because maybe sometime we feel fear from something, besides, most of the time the word is enough to scare.

When I've a choice to choose between Fear and Faith, I'd like to choose faith instead of fear, that is also taught by my pedagogues'. Faith is required to activate my inner source power to enlighten over every situation. Fear creates barriers and we do not need any more barriers in life; because we already occupied with many barriers, especially the ones that we create from our mind and thoughts. When we live in fear, we attract what we are fearing or putting our attention on.

Just because some good thing doesn't happened with us, it does not mean that we should put our attention on it; every time. We should never dwell on those facts. We should not listen to the doctor when he says, “Well you know, because of the risk factor, and so on". He is creating fear in my being.

My response is that this is not my reality. God is my reality; my inner power is my reality and God has power above my fears and my inner strength has power above all fears and as long as I have faith and do not dwell on fear, I am not inviting it into my being.

Whenever I worry on is what I invite into my life. Big statement. When things are always there in front of us or in the back of our mind, we are letting them fester and grow.

We've to face our fears with a resounding affirmation of as no one dominant our life. We all do not exist in our life, God exists and his power is the ultimate power above all else. He alone can control what's going to happen to us; no one else. I will not ready to accept what my fearful thoughts are saying, I always try to knock them out of my mind.

I believe that our forefathers has the ability to conquer all over fears; however today we let everyone to control our thoughts and let fear allow to come near. We can indeed kill ourselves with our negative thoughts of fear. Fear can block us from achieving our dreams, our goals, our financial freedom. When we've that I 'll never get out of this “Situation” mentality, that is rising above all else inside of you – you are correct, you will never get out of this place. When we believe down inside our very essence that we have the ability along with our inner strength to achieve, we will do whatever we put in our mind to do.

So choose the line - “FACE EVERYTHING AND RISE.”

“Don't give in to your fears. If you do, you won't be able to talk to your heart.” - THE ALCHEMIST

Regards

Dhitendra

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93rd Blog – A world that need change and changes that are required and essential.

In which century are we living, everyone knows the solvent, it is 21st century, a very vast and fast period of time, But in fact we are also living in a century which is full of Globalization, Democratization, Humanization, Overpopulation, Poverty, Disease, Terrorism, Religion fighting, Gender Inequality, Politics, Corruption, Narrow minded thinking and many more.

In this growing or destructing Century -

Where do we stand....?

What is our role....?

What do we want....?

Who are we and why are we here....?

What can we do for the world or rather if the world needs us to do something....?

Every single day we wake up; go to school, college, office. we do our home responsibilities, care for kids or parents, have fun with friends or just stay alone.

Every single day we are a small part of this machine with 6 billion elements.

And every single day we don’t care how this machine is working and if one day it just stops and refuses to move any further.

And when we think we can/should/have to change something, a dishonorable thought crawls into your mind “Why me? Someone else could do it.”

Somehow we never hesitate to complain -:

About economy, about politics, about ecology.

About youngsters who have no idea what respect means.

About the seniors who are never satisfied with what we have to offer.

About schools which don’t give qualitative education anymore.

About politicians who act for their own advantage only.

About government which never follows proposed course.

About the prices rising. Poverty level increasing.

About the corruption increased on daily basis.

But somehow we forget that in the end, it is only “US” who make up society, we who have chosen this government, who act unwise in hope that someone else would take up our responsibility and make change. Hell no! Nobody will. Because in the end everyone gets what they deserve.

And it seems we deserve this world full of degradation, pain, fears, deaths, because we are INDIFFERENT, IGNORANT and the most importantly SELFISH ONE. Because we hope for someone to come and help us. Because we expect someone to change the world for us. Because we are comfortable where we are and it feels good enough to live in illusion of facing the great future which again SOMEONE will prepare for us.

The only thing is that NOBODY will change the world for us unless and until we do it ourselves. It’s easier to blame the problems on someone else. When we let go of our efforts to change other people, we take responsibility for our own growth and change. We can turn things around only by realizing we are a part of this.

Not a part of a crowd but a part of intelligent humans who want to change the world by their small deeds which turn out to be not that small.

We should be able to take up a responsibility of being citizens of this planet. Should be able to make choices. Take the weight for these choices and live up to them. Spending the rest of our lives without any fears for the future of planet. Without the fear that our generation will blame us for being so coward to not fight for what we love, being too lazy to not stand up for what we believe, being too irresponsible and in the end for screwing up.

It is so easy to keep our eyes shut and pretend as if nothing is happening. In this case there is a misconception that we can’t be blamed for anything. But there can’t be a bigger self-deception than this one. Doing nothing is worse than taking this responsibility up and fail. It is our duty to accept responsibility, to possess courage, confidence and vitality; and inspire others to hope for a better future. Only together we can do it. we've brains in our head. we've feet in our shoes. We can choose any direction to go. We're on our own. And we know what we know. And "WE" are the one who will decide where to go.

But then we can go together with many or we can hide our-self. Choice is always Ours.

REMEMBER ALWAYS - “NOBODY will change the world for us unless and until we do it ourselves. Everyone is expecting to change the world, no one trying to change themselves, we have to accept responsibility & never expect things to happen, we need to struggle with them and make them happen.” --------------- Singh Dhitendra

Regards

Dhitendra

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92th Blog - I know she's not coming back, Somewhere from afterlife - A fiction story

It does not matter now, I thought. Nothing does. I will close my eyes and everything will disappear. The world. The tears. The pain. That was what I hoped for, that was what I believed in, that was what I had never tried before. Because if I tried and it didn’t work, I would have nothing left to have faith in. Because if I closed my eyes and the pain were still there, I'd feel like a broken piece, Destroyed, Ruined, Reduced and much more Crippled.

But today I was ready to take that risk. Today I wanted to stick to that little hope that everything might be if not fine, but at least Okay. Today I wants to close my eyes. So what if there was a good chance that I might be knocked down and broken into pieces.

How did it matter if nobody cared?

How did it matter if even I did not care?

Suddenly I noticed her picture on the table. It was an old one and one of the most beautiful one. I realized that I didn’t remember when it had been taken. Five years ago? Six? Maybe more old. I didn’t know anymore. I didn’t even care anymore. I didn’t want to know. Should I close my eyes now, I feels wondered. Let myself forced to enter in the world of illusions, to the world where I remembered the pictures, the dates. Where I actually didn’t need pictures to look into her eyes. Where I just did not need any pictures. Because She and only she is there; with me.

But, even then I wanted to close my eyes. I really mean it. I hoped to see her in the world of my fantasies. I wanted to ask so many questions. I wanted to talk. I wanted to stay silent. I wanted to feel her presence. To feel her love. To feel her. To be with her. I wanted to stay there with her forever. I wanted to close my eyes and never want to open them. No, I didn’t want to die. I only want to close my eyes, to feel her presence, to feel myself in her arms, to feel her warm embrace and love. I wanted to dream. To hope. To live with her.

It was her birthday today. It was her first birthday after that car accident. It was her first birthday after the car accident that had changed my life forever. It was her first birthday after the car accident that had killed her. It was the first birthday. Damn it! I thought. It is the first birthday when she is not with me to cut the cake. It was the first birthday when she was not with me to celebrate the day.

I didn't ask “why” anymore. The time of questions had long passed. I did not feel to cry anymore. Not today at least. And I did not feel to smile anymore. Not today at least. All I wanted was one simple thing – to close my eyes, to disappear, to vanish. All I wanted was to live, was to live only with her.

Should I close my eyes? I asked. Silence. In an utter silence. Of course, who would have going to replied for my own soul question? Apart to me.

 

For that time, I thought in whole world I was all alone, wrapped by the blanket of loneliness, tuck in the darkness of grief, losing myself in an agony of silence. I was alone. And She was alone too, Somewhere. Maybe in another world, people says that exist afterlife, maybe in that world.

 

"Love need not to end like this one", I thought and muttered to myself. "At-least not in this way." Not here. Not now. It just can’t end. It is not supposed to. It can’t. But She was not there. I knew that; very well. I just was not ready to accept it. I just was not ready to accept she's dead and away from me with a cheery smile and a wave of hand.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. A moment later I was smiling, sat on the bench under an old oak tree. In my imagination I was sat down next to her. I didn’t say a word. In my imagination neither did she speaks a single word. But at that moment of life did we both exactly need some words to say?, no we actually didn’t need words, we need feelings to understand, we need Just each other. And all we had to do was to close our eyes at the exact same time. 

 

And we did.

“Forgetting someone whom you love from depth of your heart is like a pain, that can not be cured, while the moment you spent in love is like a memory that no one can steal.”                                                                                 - Singh Dhitendra

                                                                         

Regards

Dhitendra

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90th Blog - Someday, I will learn how to fly

I don't know the place where I've to go

I don't know the manner how I've to live

Besides, I know a very great and claimable cream

I know with these precious wings of mine dream

Someday, I will learn how to fly

Someday, I will learn to go on the far side

And, the soft breeze soothes me as I open both of my wings

To discover the gleaming light that reflect insides

And, my tender body 'll support me, help me to touch my desire

To beat all the high plane and to reach above all the empire

And, with the flame burning inside me I've to reach my goal anyway

All I have to do is don't finish and try a little harder to fly anyway

And, I just need to lift myself a little up on the ground

And, I just have to free myself from all the bound

To achieve my goal, I have to fly

To get to my ambitions, I have to fly

Someday, I will learn how to fly

Someday, I will learn to go on the far side 

Regards

Dhitendra

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91st Blog - "The Zahir" by Paulo Coelho

In my shelf, many books are still in line to finish, while from last two months when I didn't had completed any of book, I should have to feel a self-condemnation. From last two months whenever, I picked any random book, decided hard to read at late night and to complete the same within one or two day; unfortunately always ends with a nap without reading more than five or ten pages at time. But, in past two days, I have had decided, whatever happens or whatsoever condition will be but now I've to finish at least a book that I'm thinking of the days. This time I have done reading “The Zahir” written by Paulo Coelho and feel blessed to returned once again to one of my favorite author. This is fourth accomplished book from same author, the rest are “The Alchemist”, “Brida”, and “Eleven minutes”. While I've “Aleph” in my bookshelf to complete yet.

When I read the title of this book, I thought “Zahir” is the name of storyteller; after a lot of search I feel glad that I was wrong. I searched the meaning of “Zahir” on Google, asked few of my friends and I came to know and according to the book, the Zahir in Arabic means present, visible, incapable of being unnoticed. It is something that grabs our thought, mind and spirit and demands our full attention.

Like all of his other books, this time this book was not of the same superior class as was The Alchemist and Brida but still presented some noble and elevated concepts as presented in all of his books and perhaps is the only reason I read his books because it always tend to feature some sort of spiritual quest to follow a kind of own journey and in own way. I can say “The Zahir” is another stroke of his somehow magnificence efforts.

The anonymous storyteller of this book tells the story of his own, who's relishing the fame and success that his books bring and whose world suddenly comes blooming down with the mysterious disappearance of his wife, Esther, a war correspondent leaves him suddenly without any information or trace of leaving. A woman who leaves her husband with no explanation. When she disappears, he is disturbed by the mystery of what has happened. Has she been killed, kidnapped, or left him for another person. Confused and lost as to why she would leave him, the protagonist is forced to confront his reality, and with the help of an epileptic named Mikhail, begins on a journey of self-discovery. The narrator starts his struggle to find the reason of Esther's disappearance and eventually he realizes that she is the one who fills his life with meaning. The book take the reader on the discovery of love, loss, marriage and relationships. 

In this book Coelho try to take his reader through the process of discovering what love really means, it is not only a physical relationship, while it is a typical stereotype that need to represent from both side.

The story not touched my heart like as of The Alchemist or Brida, but it bring me to a point of enlightenment. Apart to that I like all the short stories which comes in the middle of book. A great book for anyone struggling with attachment or ownership of something that you love.

The best lines I like from this book are -:

“The most important part in a human relationship is a conversation, but people don't like to talk anymore, they don't sit down to talk and to listen. They go to the theater, watch TV, listen to the radio, read books, busy with gadgets, busy with living only a life, but they almost never talk. If we want to change the world, we have to go back to the time when warriors would gather around a fire and tell stories.”

Regards

Dhitendra

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89th Blog – Growing up, Things need to change, but in this way ?

“Let's we discuss and talk about growing up.” Growing up is one the most important and great part of life, it is and it will be always, the word “grow” needs a strong desire. It not relates with only human being but growth is truth for all living creatures. But in the case of human being as we grow up things change. Life was so much easier back then when scratches from the bike ride were the worst pain. When the elder's anger was an intimidate for us. The worst fight you had was about who would have remote control. When was fall in love with every second girl. When was dreaming of becoming so and so. Life was so much easier when goodbyes meant “I’ll see you tomorrow” and when no one was afraid to say “I love you”.

But, As we grow up things change. Or maybe we do. Fading away, drifting with the flow, losing ourselves. Forgetting childhood dreams and old promises. Getting lost in the whirlpool of fake priorities and artificial emotions. We do things because we are supposed to do them. Because someone said so. Because everyone does this and that. We forget who we are and what we want. We are too scared to follow our own dreams. Or maybe time does. Twenty four hours are not enough anymore. We want more time, so that we can earn more money. We have to run somewhere, but don't even aware about the destination. We want to conquer all world but don't know for whom. To fix this, to clear that, to fight, to argue, to prove ourselves right, to learn new stuff, to earn more money, to work more, to smile less. We wanted to do work and work and only work even when we know that we're not happy by doing this or that work. Even we want to do something that make our heart so prosperous that it was never before. But somehow we are trucked in the hard struggle of life.

We are living with an unknown hours of destroying our own desires. An unknown minutes of constant struggling. An unknown seconds of permanent stress. Deprived of the privilege to actually enjoy life. May be we have a luggage of sad memories, broken promises, lost friendships, missed opportunities. We know what it is like to believe, to hope, to dream. But we also know how it feels when every promise, every feeling, every dream would break into pieces. The pieces which even collected and put into the trunk of our experience are not the whole anymore. Day by day It is going tougher to be happy. We want more from life, we expect more from people. We lose more. We are not the same anymore. It is tougher to believe. Tougher to dream. Tougher to be that kid who wanted to fly high in the sky like an eagle, or a hawk, or just any bird. It is tougher to be a human being. We are now just behaved like a programmed devices, who was controlled by an unknown force. We stop throwing coins into the fountains. We don’t cross fingers anymore or make a wish when we blow out birthday candles. We don’t believe in the shooting stars either. Maybe because we lost hope that our deepest wishes would finally come true. We earn more and more, but we live less. we laugh less. We enjoy less. We forget to call people we care about. We pretend to be too busy. We don’t have time to tell people what they mean to us. We forget what it means to be real. To be human. To be yourself.

Change is good and I always believe in change and I accept the change with an open heart and as we grow up things need to be change, Besides, in this way. I wished change not to be happen in this way. I wish they didn’t.

Regards

Dhitendra

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88h Blog - “My Left Foot” - Its Christy Brown Movie

It happened sometime when you know any story, ever after you want to hear that story again and again. And I can confidently say that this is not only genuine just to listen some fairy tale again and again but this is truthful for every chore which we heartily wished for. When I talk about myself, I can say there 're a long list of movie that I want to watch again and again, without tones a single moment of deadening. While unfortunately I have had lost my all listed movies from my HDD, I don't know by mistakenly or due to some HDD malfunctioning. :-)

My left foot is one of those movie that remind me the power of willingness to overcome the human disability and bring a human being as victor. I loved to watch this movie anytime and anywhere. Yesterday while, watching “My left foot” after a long time I get attached with the story again. It's the true story of Christy Brown, who was born with cerebral palsy (A human disease I also heard through this movie). He learned to paint and write with his only controllable limb – his left foot, not without going through the terrible feelings of failure and loneliness of doubt and isolation. There are many unscripted stories for such human triumph, but maybe due to respective reason's those all people was not able to present him/her self to the world. Besides, all those stories and achievements are an example for all human who have had everything to do anything.

Christy Brown, who was born in Dublin, in the year 1932, into a large poor slum family of twenty-two children (Only 13 survived) and was the ninth children of Mr. and Mrs. Brown family. He was born with cerebral palsy, and his entire body was in struggle against him all except the left foot, that only the part of his body he can control. Christy's body was both twisted and paralyzed. He was unable to communicate through recognizable speech. With his lips pulled over to one side, his eyes wobbling upward in their sockets, he spoke in a series of gutteral syllables that would be translated by his mother and siblings always. "My Left Foot" charts Christy's life from his earliest days until his greatest triumph.

The film opens with Christy Brown, being taken to a charity event, where he meets his handler, a nurse named Mary Carr. She begins reading his autobiography, and the movie melted down in flashback. He could not talk or walk but have support from his family, especially from his mother and siblings. One day when his mother got storke, he was only the person available at house, while watching his mother stroke, due to his disability he even was able to get attention of neighbors that turns to save his mother's life. The story paced up by the first time when he drew squiggle to the first word “Mother” he ever written. The story of Christy Brown is one of the great stories of human courage and determination. He belongs on the same list with Helen Keller.

Christy is played in the early scenes by Hugh O'Conor and from his teenage years onward by Daniel Day Lewis. The two actors fit together into one seamless performance of surprising beauty and strength. The impermanent of Daniel Day Lewis is outstanding and the only actor who's capable to make maintain the class performance. He is the epitome of a great actor, that could do any movie and turn it into a great movie.

There are too many movies that comes in this category and states the story of human courage and determination, besides "My Left Foot" is a great film for many reasons, but the most important is that it gives us such a complete picture of a man's life. It is not an inspirational movie, although it inspires. It is not a sympathetic movie, although it inspires sympathy. It is the story of a stubborn, difficult, blessed and gifted man who was dealt a bad hand, who played it brilliantly, and who left us some good books, some good paintings and the example of his courage. It must not have been easy to live life with those all disabilities. But of course that would have been a cruel exploitation of his weakness, and then, too, Christy was a genius at instilling guilt. He was died at the age of forty nine, in year 1981, eight years before the movie was made and released.

My Left Foot was splendid. Daniel Day-Lewis was riveting in the lead and Jim sheridan is best as director. A must watch movie.

Regards

Dhitendra 

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