will you?

will i feel better if
this room could turn into
an aquarium with corals?
/
would it be better if the
sun spared my window
just for today?
/
is it okay if i can
sleep in my jeans
and not turn off the lights?
/
do you listen to movie OST’s
playing in the background
imagining endless storylines?
/
do you wish you lived
in a hill-station with conifers
poking you in your balcony?
/
do you drink in stained mugs
or cups with mismatched
saucers with hairline cracks?
/
will it be okay if I ask
you to walk with me to
nowhere in particular?
/
because somewhere in my
mind I think if you leave
this time, I’ll lose you as
my best friend forever.
/
i wish i could tell you
this instead of sending silly
instagram hearts.
/
but there is nothing more
i hold dear than finding
your hipster messages telling
me to rule the world
/
and there is nothing better
than seeing your smug smile
every time I feel lost.
/
just promise that beneath
the Italian sky, you’ll
remember to laugh at
everything that happens
good, bad, mad, rad.

I don’t want to…

I don’t want to be One of your best friends; One of the nicest people you’ve met; One of the sweetest; One of the people you love to death… I’m either The One or I don’t want to be it. Because only ‘it’ matters.

Stars align. Coffee Spills. And I sleep.

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Experiences in life fine tune you to figure out what to expect from the future. Sometimes you just wish you had not done that particular thing…like ordering for an expensive pair of shoes that bit you later; going easy on your assignment; getting into that relationship you fell out from; hurt that person who always had your back; drunk that certain vodka that made you barf etcetera.

Entering the College Phase entitles you to many such experiences with or without your consent and you just need to get with it. 

 

Sometimes you just take a decision with a moment’s of consideration…and those may be crazy and end up badly but they always teach you a lesson. So think before you jump into the mush pool. Because once you’re in, you’re in for good. And you’ll come out all goofed up.

Sleep is your best friend.

Then there are these adventures you go to…where you see breathtaking places, meet people from foreign countries who tell you that they worked in Warner Brothers and then became Postmen in Swiz Mountains. And you are left thinking , ‘Is he joking?’ and you look at their confident and kind face and you almost want to believe them as they say Namaste and leave you to do your work.

Cell phones can be a bitch. Too many misunderstandings and slander happens there. Keep it as far as you can like most peace loving people do. The one thing I find myself do a lot when I have nothing else to do is check my email. Its way better that whatsapping estranged contacts in the hope to find something you lost. Don’t go to those territories…they are zoned red. And whenever there is too much draw…use the Block option. There is a reason its use is left to your discretion. Changing wallpapers can be therapeutic…so can Pinterest and Snapchat. Sometimes you need that perfect, jobless escapade so that you avoid binge eating or another jolly 5 hours of napping.

Laundry is a creeper cum snake. It grows by the hour and if you don’t get to the task, you’ll be surprised to wake up on a bed with dirty clothes in heeps all around you. And oh, I’m not even joking now. Its ready to coil around your throat and strangle you once and for all.

Choose friends over crushes. For a safe landing. Just saying. Never make decisions under the influence of your heart if it involves people. Good times can be had with anyone. What matters is …that everybody should have it. 

Money and Expenditure is…quicksand. You’re 2k rich and suddenly there are bills, trips, birthdays, fares and by the end of the week you’re at the verge of bankruptcy.

Making to-do lists only work if you are in the habit of checking them periodically to strike off tasks you’ve completed. Or else its just as useful as one of the poems in the Lord Of The Rings book. One too many of them, eh?

Reading John Green books…always a great investment of time. Filter coffee is the best motivation to wake up early in the morning. And tweeting with #fitspiration does not help you lose the extra flab. You have to actually work out the postures you see on Pinterest.

Never get carried away by music. If a lovely song is playing…Do not, I repeat, DO NOT associate it with a person, ever. Because if things go awry between the two of you…you’ve lost a good song.

Stitch your lips if you can’t keep everything that runs in your head between your brain and tongue. Or else someone will paint it all over your face.

Roll with people who get your weirdness. The others can go smell socks.

Do not get affected by what moody and sociopath people say. It never good to label people but I’m just giving you an example. Some people just strike at the wrong places where it singes the worst. Those are times you label them as HAZARDOUS or FATAL in your head. So yeah, stay away.

Do not drink if you don’t know where you’ll end up. People made coca cola for a reason. Same applies for smoking…plug into easy-going music and go for a run. Everybody starts this shit to look cool and they get burned in the end. Charred, actually.

Live life

Never over think issues. What’s done is done. Don’t mull and ponder over it until every cell in your body turns black.

Socialize. Don’t be the weirdo that always stays locked up in his or her room. No good has ever come out f it. Get out of your comfort zone. Im not asking you to become crazy and go overdrive. Just interact with people that you live with.

Never do something you can’t tell your parents within the next 6 months! It always spells P-E-R-M-A-N-N-E-N-T     D-A-M-A-G-E.

Have coffee. Have bath and everything should be fine.

Basically, these are a bunch of guidelines which should get you past most of the rough stuff.

Dive only if there is depth.

Always enjoy what you do and that should solve your troubles. Make friends who really rock your world. Please stop finding and falling in love hopelessly. You’ll be surprised people can shock you if you get too close. Like urgh. Barf. Just be polite with strangers. If you’re feeling tipsy, go to bed. And dream of rainbows. Its better than ending up on the couch on the roof.

Hope you’re having a great time. Watch awesome movies that change you :

Amelie, Midnight in Paris, The Science of Sleep, Julie and Julia, Run Lola Run, David, RED, Silver Linings Playbook, Harry Potter, LOTR, Little Manhattan, Due Date, The Other Guys, PS I Love You, perks of Being a Wallflower, The Notebook and blah blah 

😀 You’ll be fine. Love yourself and the reason why you exist. 

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When Envy Strikes: How to Put Jealousy to Good Use

When I heard about my friend’s book deal, I wanted to be happy for her—really, I did. Sharon* had spent months laboring over a heartfelt essay about her traumatic childhood, and the piece was published to wide acclaim. Now she had landed a contract to turn the story into a memoir for a sum so enormous it could buy my house twice. I should have been celebrating her success. Instead, I was busy hunting for reasons she didn’t deserve it. Envy can be an ugly emotion. A study published in the journal Science showed that it actually activates a region of the brain involved in processing physical pain. No wonder people go to such lengths to ignore or deny the emotion. Yet it’s nearly impossible to dodge, because envy is an inevitable consequence of the comparisons we seem programmed to make. Researchers have found that when you put a group of strangers in a room, they start to assess each other almost immediately. “Whether you’re aware of it or not, most people are automatically sizing up the crowd—who’s smarter, who’s tougher, who’s more beautiful,” says Richard Smith, PhD, editor of the anthology Envy: Theory and Research. “We’re all different, and those differences matter.” But—contrary to popular belief—feeling envious isn’t always a bad thing. Psychologists have identified two very distinct kinds of envy: malicious and benign. Malicious envy is bitter and biting, driven by a need to make things equal, even if that means tearing another person down. Benign envy, on the other hand, has an aspirational aspect—you think, “If she can do it, maybe I can, too.” Though the feeling is still unpleasant, it’s tinged with admiration rather than resentment. In a study published last year, economists at the University of East Anglia found that malicious envy stifled innovation among farmers in four villages in rural Ethiopia. During experimental games, the farmers were often willing to sabotage their peers, even at their own expense. As the sabotage became more widespread within a community, farmers were less likely to adopt new practices, for fear that they would be targeted by their neighbors. Meanwhile another 2011 study, done in the Netherlands, revealed benign envy as a powerful motivational force. Researchers at Tilburg University discovered that—compared with feelings of malicious envy and pure admiration—benign envy led students to dedicate more time to their schoolwork, and perform better on a test that measures intelligence and creativity. 

Name It to Tame It

Envy of a friend, the sentiment infamously known as “frenvy,” can take either form—malicious or benign—which makes it a delicate test of your affection, says Julie Exline, PhD, a psychologist at Case Western Reserve University. As I was discovering in the weeks following Sharon’s announcement, frenvy forces you to confront your own shortcomings and self-doubts in a new and particularly discomfiting light. 

“Because this person similar to you has the thing you covet, you can imagine having it, too,” Smith says. “Your sober judgment was that it was unobtainable. But now that she has it, you can almost taste it.” At this juncture, you can either let your envy inspire you to pursue the goal your friend accomplished—or let it poison your relationship. 

For me, honesty proved the best tool for turning my negative reaction into a positive one. As soon as I caught myself criticizing Sharon in my head, I forced myself to admit that my response was purely emotional and had nothing to do with her. Taking ownership of my envy helped me recognize that I needed to decide what kind of friend I was going to be: the backstabbing frenemy or the supportive confidant? Choosing the latter gave me a reason to feel good about myself, instead of wallowing in self-loathing. 

When I recounted my experience to Windy Dryden, PhD, professor of psychotherapeutic studies at Goldsmiths, University of London, and author of Overcoming Envy, he confirmed that acknowledging the feeling is the first step toward taming it. The next step: figuring out what your envy is actually about. 

I certainly wasn’t envious of the child abuse that was the subject of Sharon’s memoir. Nor did I covet the pressure she felt to deliver a killer manuscript to the publisher that had fronted her such a colossal sum. 

Examining Sharon’s situation from these different angles reminded me that we all have unique burdens as well as blessings. (As Exline puts it, “Even a person who seems to have it all has problems, too.”) The precise thing that Sharon had and I wanted was the financial freedom to drop bread-and-butter writing assignments and focus instead on the work most dear to her. 

Once I’d identified my desire, my envy of Sharon faded. I didn’t hate her. I was frustrated with myself for failing to pursue my own pet projects. Sure, I wanted an opportunity like Sharon’s. But book advances are based on factors beyond my control. I could covet a windfall that was out of my reach, or I could accept the fact that our situations were different and take it upon myself to carve out time for my own creative writing. 

I used Sharon’s success as inspiration to finally finish a book proposal I’d been dreaming about for years. Now I view my relationship with this wonderfully gifted, kindhearted, fallible woman as an opportunity to practice a tradition that Buddhists call mudita—finding vicarious joy in the good fortune of another. 

By:- Christie  Aschwanden