The Common Denominator

The one lesson life repeatedly teaches you is that Being nice does not entitle you to be treated the same way.

Experiences as an adult are way different than those of a child. You could scold a child or maybe even give em a little smacking (not so shocking in the desi culture) but exactly 3 minutes later the child will forget all about it and smile and laugh and play around… They will still love you like they did before. It doesn’t quite work like that in the adult world, it’s like the opposite actually.

Some times you face situations where you do not even understand what your fault is. Your thoughts are consumed by the wrong that has been done to you. the hard wayUnless you say something about it, nothing good comes of it… The thinking I mean. Because the person in front of you feels the same way and they WILL make it a point always to ensure you get less than what you deserve. A key lesson here is that, you need to stand your ground from Day 1. You decide how you will be treated. You decide respect & love & care. If you compromise in the beginning? Be prepared to compromise forever because you will be expected to. Any deviation from the same will leave you with a horrid label; bi*chy, always complaining/whining blah blah.

Your energy initially should be focused on figuring out THAT recurring thing in the situation. What is that ONE thing… or that ONE PERSON who is constantly creating ripples. and once you have got that figured out. Avoid it. Possibly ….try to get rid of it. *cue evil music 😉

Also, once you identify that source of negativity, try to avoid sharing your life with them.
Not every life event needs a Facebook check-In, or an Instagram tag. privacy policyGot a promotion? New piece of jewelry? Anniversary party? Traveling to an exotic location? NO NEED to share your happiness with people who are just not equipped to handle it. Your happiness is for you and you only. It is for people you love and who love you back. Be very careful with whom you share your life with. I recently saw this picture on Facebook and thought to share it. It is SO TRUE. Your story is not for any timeline. The happiest moments can’t be captured in an Insta post. Try and enjoy life as it is happening!

Once you really start to mentally eliminate the negative source from your life, you can truly be happy.

xo

Also check out Dreams Deadline and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise!

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What happened to the era where the # sign was meant to represent number or to load credit to your prepaid cell connection? Why do we feel the need to put a hashtag on everything? Why is it that we can’t keep a simple family photo to ourselves?

People, now a days, tend to need approval at all forms of social media. One platform just doesn’t seem to be enough. We are constantly bombarded with the same photo of our neighbor’s 2 month old daughter or a friend’s recent trip to the beach on Instagram, Facebook, twitter, and what not. To be honest, I am a regular Facebook-er but basically I lurk in the background. Reading peoples statuses, articles they have posted and occasionally I may like a picture that pops up in my newsfeed. I was always a bit hesitant posting private pictures on Facebook because I had a vast friends list. Not as vast as some people I have come across with 1000s of friends.

It wasn’t until I joined Instagram that I started putting more pictures than I normally would. I liked the privacy I could design with a brand new account without having to privatize the photos in each album. I throw in a little # here and there just to see what the big deal is all about. But since I am not in the market for random followers, it doesn’t do me much good. I love though how when I started a hashtag for my son, all his pictures and videos would pop up in one place. And if I want to share the pics with someone I can just tell them to go search for it.

Sometimes I feel it is some propaganda arranged specifically to distract us from the realities of life, from the things that truly deserve our attention. We are so busy capturing a moment in a digital picture that we forget to live life as it is happening. We forget to smell the food when it arrives, we are busy clicking away when our child practices his first steps instead of being there of him in case he stumbles, we are busy taking “selfies” at weddings when really we should be mingling with relatives we have not met due to busy schedules/work/school. In the urgency of making a capsule out of our memories, we forget to live.

So lets turn off our Smartphones, Notes, Laptops and Tabs for one night, and read a good book, spend time with a loved one, go out and interact with real people!