ThoughtMorph

Scrolling the online shopping sites and piling the cart seemed her favourite pass time. A keen eye for beautiful things, admiring them, desiring them, adding them to cart, filing the delivery details and payment details too but immediately aborting the entire process in a flash. WHY? A thought flared, I can't have them. They are not for me. Good things are to be gifted. Givers are grand and celebrated. phewwwwwwwwww................... A beautiful silver chocolate box, carved with intricate lattice design embracing a sailor ship drawing in the centre as if supporting the ship on rough waters. The lid is little open and chocolates wrapped in shining paper are jeering out asking to be taken and savoured . A voice echoed," come on give it to your cousin, Go on...say Happy Diwali." She looked up to his huge fiery eyes, pleading in heart, "please papa, may I keep it, I want it, Its too beautiful to be given away, Its Diwali for me too." Come on, Good t

Happiness is fleeting, it's here this moment and whoosh.....gone again. How can I make it stay? A recent training tripped me, tripped.....no, it pushed me, pushed hard in the trenches of sadness, into a pitch dark bottomless hole where the light is too far... I never enrolled in this training to feel miserable, it was meant to transform me,  empower me to lead better. But it did transform me. It echoed that to be empowered,  you need to liberate yourself of all bondage of the past. Whatever you were suppressing or avoiding you need to live it, live it to be free of the suffocation that can cloud your thinking while deciding for your future. Happiness does not mean the absence of sadness, it means living your sadness to appreciate the moments that give you contentment. The day I stifled my emotions of loss, sadness, grief, inadequacy, anxiety, remorse, insignificance, guilt, anger; they stayed, made a home in my body. They picked a corner in my body....not only my heart,