Not just a Pick up Line!

I know you from before - How many times have you met someone for the first time and felt that instant connection? I don't mean in a - I've got a crush on you - cheesy kind of way,but a genuine connection of the soul.

Vibes from a person or place can tell you a lot, that is if you take the time to feel them. There are some instances however where within the first few seconds you take a liking or dislike to someone rather inexplicably- they say your soul knows.I even read somewhere that the concept of speed dating actually capitalizes on this concept, in fact this is also mentioned in the book Blink by Malcolm Gladwell.

The point however is that while we may want a logical explanation for everything sometimes the illogical one is more interesting.

If you've read Many Lives, Many Masters by Dr. Brian Weiss you will relate much better to what I am saying.

The natural state of the soul is harmony they say and I have come to believe that it is true. I feel that loving comes much more naturally to human beings than hatred. I feel that hatred takes effort and so does dislike.

As a trainer with IBM, I dealt with several people and spoke about the concept of contamination related with transactional analysis and somewhere down the line realised that being judgemental stems from an insecurity of being in control. What I mean is that as children we didn't really think about casting aspersions on other people or even the way they lived their life, however as we grow older our instinct gets clouded by the list of do's and don'ts.

I realised I was convincing people more about acceptance of other people and cultures as everyone seemed to have an opinion about the life of everyone else! We were battling stereo types, preconceived notions and acquired beliefs and hoping a non-judgemental mind would triumph with acceptance. Acceptance which came naturally to all of us in the beginning of our lives.

Somewhere along the way we get so caught up that we end up losing the plot!They say the soul carries ancient wisdom however very few of us ever scratch even the surface of the reservoir.

We have been so much more than we know, that we have been to so many more places than we remember visiting and yet we feel limited by physical manifestations - of our own body and also the globe.

The soul is like a genie in a bottle, make sure you don't love the bottle more than the genie, else the plot of the story may change completely!

Sanchita Johri

The Present, A Gift Today!

So you really thought that if you topped that exam, life would be so perfect.You thought that you truly were the brilliant types who didn’t need to study (that’s for nerds).But this time it was different there was this special someone in class, you just couldn’t afford to have them think that you’re any less smart than the one who seems to wear the medal like it was uniform. If this special someone didn’t fall in love with you, no one probably ever would. Just this once it was so important or life just wouldn’t go on.So you crammed the whole night, did decently well but the medal swindler stole the show.The special someone…Oh I forgot, they sort of moved on to a different city, ummm life , it went on… at least you did ok on the exam!

You just so had to graduate with honours, lose weight ,get into shape, look great well duh how obvious is that…it was going to be Grad.Day!If only that new love interest would look at you the way you always candidly looked at them, if only they would join you as your date for the party at your place after the ceremony…life would be so perfect! Else it might just be over! So there you were looking your best, umm maybe a little more toning might have helped, but never mind, you had personality! The degree came and so did the honour of being introduced to the fiancée of that someone special! Life it went on, after all you did have to find the perfect job for the perfect life.P.S. – you also hoped you’d meet that special someone at work, looking at the work hours nowadays, where else?

So there went your updated resume like the morning newspaper delivered on time everywhere it was supposed to reach, life was going to be perfect you knew it, we all do.Why were they taking so long to call, Oh just this once the perfect job…life would turn out just right. There came the calls and ofcourse you got the job, it all seemed perfect till you actually understood the terms and conditions, but then again life went on atleast the chances to meet that perfect someone were still open! It was only a matter of time till you found your next job, the perfect one…Life then would be so perfect!!!

And you like all of us spent your life so far ignoring the imperfect perfect life, in anticipation of the perfect one which you may someday have and call it imperfect for the perfection of it! Inspired by a quote I read which said that the past is history, the future is a mystery, the now is a gift, that is why we call it the present.

Sanchita Johri