Day Twenty-Three: I Grew in 20 14

We have one day until we bid adieu to 2014 which the world will remember for the FIFA World Cup, the iPhone 6, Ebola and Robin Williams. These and other trending topics are what the year will be associated with by governments, industries and other organisations. But what would you associate 2014 with? A wedding? A promotion? Coming out of the closet? Maturity? Disappointment?

Today’s Daily Prompt puts forth a simple question, ‘When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?’ It is hard to pinpoint the exact moment because I don’t feel grown up. I still play with play dough and can get high on sugar. I love playing make-belief and sometimes may ask too many questions which adults don’t always approve of (notice how I still say “adults”).But at some level, I did grown up. I may not have grown up in the “obvious possible way” but there were moments which defined me. And so, today I shall highlight my top defining moments of 2014.

Part I: Existence

Well, that is what most of us do. We exist! We wake up, go to school, go to work, come back, follow some routine accepted by society that includes eating, exercise and entertainment and finally at the end of the day we lay our body to rest. We rarely deal with our demons and an internal evaluation or self-feedback is almost unheard of.

I studied and got good grades to the point where I even received a scholarship (something to strike off my bucket list), but even that did not give me the lingering feeling of accomplishment. It felt great for a few hours but the excitement withered away. This is not how I am suppose to live; in fact, this is not even “living”.

Part II: Realization

It is that moment you realize that life sucks if you do not actively make an attempt to savor it. You think of all those missed opportunities, all the routines you aimlessly stuck to and all the moments that could have become memories if only you took a chance.

Mid 2014 was an eye opener which made me realize that life is too short to not do anything about it. Why bother about tomorrow when you have the opportunity to make the very best of today? And with that in mind, I let go of choosing what I liked and decided to try everything I wanted to.

Part III: Experience

That spark! It remains in you when you are happy with being you. It surfaces when you feel proud and accomplished that you took a risk or changed something or did something to impact yourself positively. It is not always an easy feeling but it is a promising sign that you are indeed alive and living as opposed to merely existing.

I experienced life towards the end of the year when I believed that I had what it took to become the person I imagined myself to be. Overcoming my social issues to volunteer in a collection drive for the SPCA was my first hurdle followed by getting a job, and putting myself out there as a confident and intelligent person. It was hard but it was worth it.

After all the explanation it is worth mentioning my key learnings from 2014

1. Believing ‘I can’ which is more important than someone else telling you ‘you can’.

2. Getting out of your comfort zone to try something new; definitely worth the experience.

3. Moving on from Facebook to facing yourself. If you think that line just sounded pathetic, you couldn’t be further away from the truth. If you cannot deal with yourself, you have bigger problems than you can imagine.

4. Solitude.

5. Quieting your mind. Amidst power struggles, society, decisions, expectations, first impressions, we forget to experience the moment and enjoy the ride.

And lastly, to answer today’s Daily Prompt…..

I do not know what growing up is all about. I see grown ups fighting over silly things like “he said she said”. I see them trying to mask their personality and pretend.They complicate life to a level that makes them come across as ‘stupid’. Have I ever felt that way? Perhaps! Would I be classified under that category…. NO!

Then there are smart grown ups who are calm, mature, understanding and concerned. Can I be classified as one of hem? I wish!!! But I am not all that perfect.

That leaves me as an in-betweener. I cannot be called a grown up because I never really did grow and calling me a kid would make me sound rather immature, which I am not.

To conclude, I would like you to picture you 2014 and leave a comment on what impacted you or where you find yourself. Are you an in-betweener?

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Day Fourteen: Moments

What do I have in common with a bookcase, something cracked and a song I love? A lot actually!

Not too long ago when reflecting on my achievements, I realized that the past 20 odd years of my life could have been much more than what I had already accomplished. To add to it, the people I came across were either the pessimistic kind or they tried to put me down, while a few others were better off than I was ever going to be at my age. It almost felt like my spirit was cracked and all the happiness in me seemed to leak out and drain away.

But then, a week later, something incredible happened. As I walked around the local library I found a bookcase with an interesting selection of books. The one that caught my eye was a story about an old man who decided to go sky-diving at the age of 89. It was not because he was an adventure junkie but in fact it was the exact opposite. He waited all his life for the right moments and the right people; then nearly 50 years later he realized that there is no such thing as the “right moment”. The book also had a number of inspirational quotes which made me realize that life is much more than how we see it.

We fret about the little things everyday like, for example, how we look, what people think of us, how good we really are at what we do, how successful we are –  the list never ends. While this may not always be a bad thing, it does limit what we think about ourselves which in turn can limit our capabilities. As I sat on the couch thinking of ways to free myself from the clutter, my attention went to the music playing in the background. Quiet your mind. Soak it all in. It’s a game you can’t win. Enjoy the ride.

That was all it took me to realize that living is all about being content enough with YOU; that makes the journey worthwhile.

This post was in response to the Daily Prompt.

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Day Five: Alcohol – Not Saying NO!

This post is in response to today’s Daily Prompt which was based on writing about any topic for 10 minutes. No edits and additions made! 

I don’t understand the deal with alcohol. Why should it be seen as such a dangerous thing? I think society should really take a step back and observe its attitude towards alcohol. I know what my opposition would yell out. “Alcohol is dangerous. The amount of accidents and fatalities due to alcohol is….. blah blah blah.”

Now let me stop you right there. I do not approve of drinking and driving and I also do not approve of binge drinking and everything that goes along with it. However, I disagree with the way alcohol is portrayed – two extremes where one is encouraging and the other considers it to be evil – and in some cases where the female species is frowned upon for drinking.

In my opinion, if alcohol is held back or seen as a substance that is prohibited, more youngsters are likely to indulge in drinking. However, if children are brought up in societies where it is seen as an acceptable recreational activity done in moderation, then there is a better chance of influencing young adults to drink responsibly.

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Surviving A Desert Island: 5 Essential Items for Every Idiot

This post is dedicated to my cousin who has always been supportive of my stupidity. I do not intend to embarrass you but if that does happen and if at all you ever read this post…. well, you know me right? 😉

The Scenario

Your best friend is being sent to a Desert Island. What are the five things you would want to give them before they leave.

The five things I would want you to have on a Desert Island are as follows:

1] The Most Important Element

How would you ever survive without drinking water??? So to make sure you keep alive the most important thing you need is some kind of a portable desalination unit.

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To The Girl In The Mirror…..

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Never Too Late.”

Thank you for the times when I wanted to cry but you made me smile.

Thank you for the moments where you showed me how much the little things mattered.

Thank you for staring at me in the eye and believing in me.

Thank you for motivating me to keep trying each time I felt like giving up.

Thank you for making me feel special.

Thank you for teaching me to not give a rat’s ass about what others think.

Thank you for cultivating self-belief and perseverance in me.

Thank you for appreciating me.

Thank you for teaching me to stand my ground.

Thank you for helping me find joy in life’s simple pleasures.

Thank you for helping me discover my unique self.

Thank you for not putting me down.

But most importantly, thank you for loving me in spite of my flaws and short comings.

Salad Moments

I never got to finishing this post in time but I wanted to put it up anyway so here it is, my salad moments rather than days.

Family Outings

Kristen Duke. (2013)

There was a time when the entire family – cousins, aunts, uncles, old folks and the four-legged brood – headed out for anything from a daylong picnic to a week-long holiday. The women cooked and the men joked while all enjoyed the icy cold beer. Us kids played indoors and outdoors, enjoyed snacking, lemonade and popsicles. As we grew older we’d hang-out together, picking on the weakest, joking about careers and how each one of us was likely to turn out. Then we actually “grew up”and Continue reading

Life Lessons With Júlio César

You know those mornings where you wish the earth swallowed you whole? It was one of them. I lay in bed two hours after breaking my alarm thinking about how futile life was. I had academic degrees and still could not find me a decent job; then again what is a decent job for me anyway? A mix of gardening, art, writing, baking and bungee jumping probably, but even that might not be enough. And so I lay there while the sun brightly shone, the trees happily swayed and a cool zephyr tickled the flowers and shrubs.

Hours later I decided to drag myself out of bed only to park myself in front of the television which added to my loathing for life. It was about four in the afternoon when the phone decided to startle me with its shrill tone. It almost never rang thanks to the invention of the cell phone and whenever it did it seemed to either put fear or irritation into my mind. Luckily, today was not one of those days.

I answered the ringing with a forced friendly “Hello!” and was greeted back with a “Where have you been? Why don’t you answer your cell phone? Will be there in fifteen, I hope you are ready.” Click! And that was the end of the conversation. It was Júlio César the boxer; and no I am not referring to the sport, I am talking about the breed of dog. We met at obedience school where I used to volunteer. We were both in our early twenties; you know like when you convert dog to human years.

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