Decoding Relationships Part 2

Now my take on relationships with Daddies.

          These are one of the most weirdly easy yet most difficult relationships. The point is that you never get to the end or the fullness with a dad, because apparently they have new surprises daily. Even dad-kid relations are do or die situations. Either you and your dad are Rama and Lakshmana or you end up being Ram and Ravana. But the worst part of this relationship is that dads are not that expressive when it comes to feelings. Due to this, you never know what’s going on in that hi-tech, cobwebbed brain of theirs. Probably, if you get a bad score on that junk math test, your mom would scream and create a tornado in the house whilst your dad would be something like, ‘Oh, do well next time.’ And this is when your dads become cool cats. But let me come to the bad part. You must be getting married and your dad is gonna be like, ‘Well, All the best. Be good.’ And he would go outside to negotiate with the caterers. Yes, this happens. The key to this relation is building each other’s trust. The mother of even a bad guy would treat him as a prince of her heart but dads are usually the ones with good and high-level expectations from you. As much as they give you the freedom to do whatever you want and even work hard to pay out your bills, they expect you to be something useful. They want you to be an able, realistic and practical person who can stand on their feet even after he has to leave someday. So, do good works. Make your dad happy. Because a dad finds more happiness in an A+ in your final report card rather than a whisky bottle.

Go make your Daddy proud Son.

-- DaYumfooDie. Laugh.Rainbows.Unicorns. Love.

Decoding Relationships Part 1

Since people need a ‘How-To manual’ in almost everything they do in life. Me, the foodie thought of doing a similar thing. This is not a guide to any process of stitching, or cooking an exquisite Italian dish or writing an article. It’s all about the perks, dos and don’ts and pros and cons of basically five types of relationships in this world, as mentioned above. It isn't possible to perfect any relation; every relation has its own shortcomings whatsoever to make itself unique in its own way. But one must know a good skeleton that takes to make a good body. Let’s Go!

1.)  Mother-Child

This is one of the most pious relations in this world. Any relation between a mother and kid sure has its dose of fights, weird looks and all of that. In fact I just thought that why not give my own life examples to prove to you all my points. I and my mom fight a lot, like a lot, over petty matters. Trust me when I am saying this, when I write my articles, Mom either types unnecessary letters into the passage like a baby or backspaces half of the things I’ve written. All this surely makes me fight her. But trust me when she leaves home to go on a 10-day vacation I either cry or miss her terribly. This relationship has its perks too. Mom-kid relationships are always ‘do or die’ situations. Either you and your mom gel too well, or it’s a proper situation of hell. And the goodie good point of this relationship is that there is no give and take of materialistic things or a dire need to express hearts vocally, it’s all about love and respect. The best way to give a support to this relation is communication, the more you talk to your ma and tell her everything, the more she’ll trust you and the less you’ll find her conservative. Let me take a very filmi line ‘After all your mother has carried you for nine months and bred you up.’ Yes, this is true. You are her blood. (Stepmothers also included because they sacrifice their lives to take care of another person’s children as her own which is very appreciable.) Sometimes moms shed their frustration on you. It hardly matters; maybe the mistake was at your part maybe not. But then as I always say, forgive. She is your ma, cut her some slack. On mother’s day don’t just limit your love to Facebook DP or status, or a whatsapp status. Go and tell your mother how special she is and if you are extra masculine and proud or shy (like me :P), just write it on to a piece of paper and give it to her, because these small things make her life big and matter-ful.

Many more relationships to go! Stay tuned.

-DaYumfooDie. Laugh.Raunbows. Unicorns. Love.

Positivity

Positivity

I am so sorry for being so very late with my posts. Days have been lately too busy for me, when 24 hours per day seemed too less. But since, I have a bit of time up my sleeve now; let’s do a light hearted rant here.

So, there have been times when all I needed was a small positive jiggle to lighten up my moment and gear me up to work. Being almost confined to my room, I usually log in to Facebook or Ask.fm to talk to my friends or stifle giggles seeing memes on random pages. But what actually happens is the opposite. I never get my friends online, but I see these random people on the internet calling each other names, I see hate comments on pictures, I see these sarcastic comments from unnecessary people on somewhat sensible posts. And then I think, why can’t people mind their own business? Or rather why can’t people just be a tad bit positive?

I’ve always been told that being good takes a lot of efforts. It’s much difficult to resist all shortcuts and wrongs to be the right person. And to become a bad person? All it takes is just ONE bad deed, and no way on earth you can be the previously good person again. That is what goes on to become your ‘flaw’. Now everyone has their own ‘flaws’. No man on this earth has ever been or will be perfect. So that doesn’t leave anyone of us with the right to point a finger or a bad gesture at someone else when four fingers are already pointing at us, ourselves.

My mom always says that when people do bad deeds, they release a negative aura and when people do good deeds, they tend to release a positive aura, almost pious to be honest.

So whenever you raise your hands towards the keyboard to type a ‘Funny’ ‘Witty’ or ‘Sarcastic’ comment for no particular reason and just to take a bit of revenge. Please stop. All you are doing is just releasing negativity into the air. The air already has CFCs and Carbon Monoxide to heat and pollute things up, do not add another pollutant to the air. 

What we call hate is nothing but a negative aura by somewhat disorganized people. Hate is a big word. No one hates anyone. What you feel might just be displeasure. So instead of spreading hate, why don’t just ignore? (Refer to my previous post “Ignore”)

Oh, and Instead of being negative, Why don’t just be… Positive?

-DaYumfooDie. Laugh. Rainbows. Unicorns. Love.

Reasons.

One of my friend drinks. Like a Lot. He can almost be called as a drunkard. Well, whenever people come to know that he drinks, they start with their usual monotonous lectures ‘You shouldn’t drink.’ ‘You’ll die someday.’ ‘Alcohol is not the answer to every question.’ ‘Think of your parents.’ ‘Think of your friends.’ ‘How will your parents react when they know about this?’ ‘I won’t talk to you until you stop drinking.’ Well these are the rants that we expect on a normal criterion. And I am not trying to justify the fact that he’s drinking. Well, I totally oppose the idea of drinking. I am against the concept of alcohol and drugs and highly restrain it. But my question is, You rant at that person, scold him, beat him, blackmail him and leave him hurt. Do you ever sit and ask him the reason why is he doing it? It is very easy to hurt that person, But do you know that every wrong has a reason behind it. A reason you never bother to ask. A reason when it is known by you can be easily provided. A reason that may be hurting that person inside and dismantling him minute.By.Minute. A reason you should need to know before bashing that person.

Nobody is born doing wrong things, Nobody comes out of the womb with a pack of cocaine or the strategy plan to bomb any country. We all come out as new individuals and what we choose to do throughout our life is what we become. Now, life is never a bed of roses. There will be problems. Rather, loads of them. When people go through problems they develop their own defence mechanism to fight their problem. They don’t care about what is good and what is not. They just need to breathe in their own sea. And these wrong activities, as much wrong as they are, are perfectly alluring and be the best diving masks in these seas.

The person you right now scolded for drinking, drinks probably because his college ‘older’ friends force him to do so. The person you bashed for being quiet and reserved doesn’t talk probably because he’s being bullied. You scolded your mom for not putting salt in your Sāmbhar but maybe that’s because something happened to one of her friends and she is disturbed. You scolded your elder sister for not making the chart properly when she is working since four in the morning and she hasn’t got an ounce of sleep. You scold your younger brother for being absent-minded while he’s studying, but you don’t know that he’s getting bullied in school and is thus very disturbed.

It isn’t easy to understand everyone in every situation. Sometimes in a fit of anger, envy, regret and hopelessness we do scold people without looking at the back and front of the people. But if someone does that to you, would that be pleasant. Would that be OK with you? No right?

So start respecting others. Start finding reasons for their problems. And instead of being the Medusa in their life, why don’t be the Hercules and help pick their problems up and make them a better person.

Every Bad has a reason, Every evil has its root. Every tongues has its bad. Every wrong develops a shoot. So Let’s be the gardener, who cuts off these weeds. Who stops being the trespasser and become the farmer sowing good seeds.

-DaYumfooDie. Laugh. Rainbows. Unicorns. Love.

No Confusion, Great Life Notion

Many a times in life, we have a lot of confusions ranging from flavor of your ice cream to saying ‘Yes’ to a relationship proposal. I am not only talking about the teenagers but it also accounts for toddlers and adults as well. There are times when your brain is so tangled that you instantaneously get angry and take out your so called anger on others just because your decision making abilities do not co-operate with you. So, let’s help each other today. Let us see what the solution to this turbulence is.

Now to get clear steer of the confusion you are in, you need to give time to yourself to think and act upon the situation. Sit and de-clutter your brain and think how much deep in the mud are you. Think how you fell into the mud, and then think of the possible ways to get out of it. Stop struggling within the mud. The more you wiggle, the deeper you’ll sink into the mess. Just take a stationary hold of yourself and then think of ideas to rise higher.

Now the problem being analyzed, think of solutions to it. Let’s say you have a crush on someone and you can’t bring yourself to draw a borderline to the feelings you have for that person and you overthink about that situation. Now since you have analyzed the problem and taught yourself that it is *just* a crush or else you taught yourself that it is actually Love, you can easily move forward. Now implementing a solution isn’t an easy task bud.

To get rid of the solution you sure have to keep a foot forward and put your stand in front and then work your way to the hilt of it. Be brutally honest, if you know you’re wrong admit it and if you are not then admit it as well. There is only black or white, no grey in between. Secondly, take decisions that have a strong base and can be implemented and performed well in the long run. Instead of making short decisions that terminate within days or hours, make decisions that last until the problem is over. And lastly, think whether your outburst during the confusion or your decision affects someone or not. If you think it damages someone please alter your decision.

These are not the only things you need to keep in mind but there are a gazillion other things that need to be kept in mind whenever taking a decision. Because once you have a fool-proof plan of what you are doing things are easier. And better.

P.S.- This is just my thought and viewpoint. Any criticism is openly welcomed. This is not funny or like the regular posts I make. But this is something I wanted to share since quite a time. Thanks.
P.P.S- I was sleepy when I wrote this, forget and forgive the typos and errors.

-DaYumfooDie. Laugh. Rainbows. Unicorns. Love.

Children

Children

You were one, I was too.

Girls wearing pink, boys wearing blue.

Crying because, duh no chocolate.

No idea about what the time is or even the date.

Smiled a true smile every time,

Trying everything till the last dime.

Did not know how to lie,

Did not know how to make remarks so sly.

Where the friends we had were always true,

Where we took rest only when we had flu.

When going out was so much fun

And passing time was playing under the sun.

Where we didn't have to face harsh truths,

Where shopping was buying milk at the milk booth.

Now, I sit and think all day

Why did I grow up, becoming from grass to hay.

P.S.- Sorry to be so Late, was caught up with hell lots of work. Now that I'm back, it's all glitters and unicorns :D

DaYumfooDie. Laugh. Rainbows. Unicorns. Love.

Salt and Pepper- The Quirky Love Story

LAST PART :)

After five years. Present Day. (They both are 23 now.)

This love was creating havocs in my daily routine. Her soft brown skin would touch me whenever she shook hands or if I am lucky, hugged me and that would send me into crazy thoughts. Her tinkling laughter was my anti-stress medicine. She had become my habit and my craziness, and I knew this was a habit I could not get rid of.  I knew it was high time I tell her. It was quite late rather. Moreover my feelings were erupting at midnight. So I did what love-sick guys do. I climbed the wall to her room at midnight, right when her parents were sleeping in the room next to hers.

Khushi: What the hell are you doing her, Kush? Someone will enter. Oh My God! Are you crazy? Get. Out. Right. Now.

Me: I want to tell you something.

Khushi: Can’t it wait till tomorrow. Its midnight an…

Me: I love you.

Khushi: and someone… What?!? Come Again.

Me: I love you. You are the most beautiful girl I’ll ever meet. You are the only person with whom I talk to. I can’t go a day without talking to you. You’re my habit and I want to wake besides you every day and see your bright face before the sun. I love you.

Khushi: …

Me: Khushi, say something damn it! I am sorry. I am really sorry. I thought you loved me back too…’

Khushi: It’s not even been a minute since you confessed your love and you’re withdrawing back? Hell, I am a stupid to love you.

Me: …what?

KhushI: I love you too stupid. I thought you would never confess it.

Me: Won’t I get a love you too kiss? Come on you can do better.

Khushi: You Pervert. Go, I hate you.

Me: And I love you too my feisty lioness.” I said pulling her into a hug.

And then we embraced each other finding our halves, feeling complete. Maybe I look like salt and she like pepper. But as the world knows, salt and pepper can’t be separated. And so, this saga of salt, pepper and Jalebis continues, maybe beyond eternity. Who knows?

And this was how a ‘Hi’ made Kush find his Khushi.