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Blue Sky, Blue Mountains

As a child, I was always fascinated by the bright, blue sky.  I still love to look up to the sky. Watch the clouds pass by.  It calms me. [ READ: How we think about the choices we make ] Some nights, I take a walk around outside just to see the inky dark sky.  The night sky is lit up with stars that glitter like jewels. The luminous sky makes me feel that I am sparkling too - that when the stars shine down on you, some of their sparkle rubs off into you too.   Like Ishmael Beah writes in  A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier, "In the sky, there are always answers and explanations for everything: every pain, every suffering, joy and confusion." [ DO READ: Strong is the NEW Beautiful ] This snapshot just took my breath away after I clicked it. Even in my wildest dreams, I never expected to visit the Blue Mountains, in Australia.  The name "Blue Mountains" comes to these  mountains aptly because of the oil exuded...

Independence Day, Tri Color Lunch and Rice Cakes Rolling

Independence Day packs in an exciting, festive feel. You feel ready to look back at history with gratitude and look to the present with hope. Life’s always on a great roll and here’s my yummy tri color lunch - which I absolutely enjoyed in the office canteen. Ah, and that reminds me of a sweet Japanese story called ‘The Rolling Rice Cakes.’ It is about an old man and his wife. She packs delicious rice cakes in his lunchbox when he goes to cut firewood in the forest. One day, one of the rice cake rolls down into a hole in the ground! From the beneath the ground, he hears tiny voices sing: "Rice cakes, rice cakes, Nice, fat rice cakes, Rolling, rolling, rolling – down!” He loves the beautiful song and rolls down all the rice cakes to the tiny voices. Unexpectedly, he tumbles into the hole too, where he is greeted by hundreds of field mice. They had eaten all his rice cakes and thanked him. As a return gift, they give him  a small bag of rice. ...

How do you let go of attachment to people and things?

How many happy faces do you see around you every day? Think about it. Now, look to yourself. What makes you happy? What makes you sad? If you look at the things that make you happy, are they possessions, objects, people, milestones? Figure out what makes you happy and unhappy. For me, books, music and traveling make me feel on top of the world. Do you become easily attached to people and to things?  Do you feel crushed or hurt when all your sincere effort in relationships does not bring you an iota of happiness?  You feel like you are the one who is always trying but no one's there when you really need some one? If any of this makes sense to you, trust me: I know how you feel.  Eating that tub of chocolate ice cream won't help. I've tried that:))  [Do read: It's the funny heart-to-heart conversations that make people happy ]  Okay, lets get to business, shall we? What works? Here are some practical actions that wor...

How do you get over a broken heart?

Everyone goes through heartbreaks. Know that you are never alone and you don't need to beat yourself up over what went wrong. Don't revisit the past to crush your sense of self-worth. When you go through a break up, you tend to ask tough questions to yourself. Go easy! [READ: Being Strong is the New Beautiful ]                                                 [Image: Pexels] British writer Barbara Pym asks in a note to herself after a breakup: " What is the heart? A damp cave with things growing in it, mysterious secret plants of love or whatever you like. Or a dusty lumber room full of junk. Or a neat orderly place like a desk with a place for everything and everything in its place. Something might be starting now that would linger on through many years — dying sometimes and then coming back again, like a twinge of rheumatism in the winter, so that you...

How The Hangwoman Swept Me off My Feet

A three day trip to Kerala is all it took for me to come back with ten Malayalam books! My mother stared at the stack of books and asked, “You will read all these books?” “Of course, but these aren’t enough, I need to read more....” was my reply. I understood her worry. She didn’t want me to pay for excess baggage. Bold and Beautiful: Reading books from regional languages Women’s writing in regional languages is clearer than a mirror that reflects nudity. These writings bring us glimpses of a place and a person – be it the way words are said, the daily life and customs pan out, the nuances of a place and its inhabitants.                                                  [Image: Unsplash]                                  For example, Madhavikutty...