Death seems like something so far away, we all know it is inevitable yet we have this vague confidence that it is not going to happen to us, not today, not anytime soon.
Mitch Albom said, “Death ends a life, not a relationship”. I didn’t quite understand it until now. This is a piece remembering my Grandfather. The greatest man I have ever known.
Read on if you like.
From being a Warrior to being a Management Guru, from ‘people’s king’ to the ‘father of Indian Navy’, Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaja has pulled off every character excellently. Here are some of his teachings that could be implemented for better management.
Often we end up changing our whole personality just to be accepted by the society. We need to stop doing this to ourselves because we don’t deserve it. Everything we do, everything we say is beautiful in its own way. we are special, trust me on this. So let them burn in their own jealousy.
Don’t try to fit in when you are born to stand out.
Stay you, stay weird.
From Aristotelian ethics of Eudaimonia(Greek term for happiness and highest human good) to a different perception of it in 2020 – the word happiness, stands undefined, immeasurable, and is generational. Happiness is multidimensional and the sum of momentary pleasures, they say, while there are few reports of having it measured by answering the questionnaire in a myriad of surveys.
So what keeps the GenZ happy?
There are be days in everyone’s life where everything seems to be alright but we are still discontented. You would think that the solution to this is to do or get something, but all your efforts would be in vain as there still would be no peace or happiness at the end of that road. Life is a continuous battle and you will always be stressed about something or the other. If you struggle with the same problem, do give this article a read.
My mind was in a semi-dream state, didn’t even know why I was moving. On the other hand, my body was going through such agony. There was some instinct in me which told me to keep moving on. Not knowing that I was destined for something greater that evening. I guess somethings just happen because they are best for everyone.
You write what you like to. You write, taking inspiration from all around you. You write because it’s your hobby. You write to make yourself useful. You write to express who you are, what you are, and how you are. You dream and pen down your fantasies. Your writing does not become yours. You become what your writing is. But what if it all ends? What if you are not able to write again? What if your inspirations turn a blind eye on you? What if you are not able to be you?