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Sleepwalk

“You do not rise to the level of your goals. You fall to the level of your systems.” “Habits are the compound interest of self-improvement”

James Clear
Dimple – Sickflip, Mismatched

The one mistake we often make is to sleepwalk in the name of living. Mostly unnoticed, unaware.

Sleepwalk could be many things: Passively scrolling, scouring, vulturing on social media. Movies. Soaps. Youtube videos. Porns. Impulsive shopping. Wishful thinking. Bitching. Sleeping (or to be precise — pretending to sleep in the name of taking rest). We might as well give it a puff if we smoke. We might as well go partying, drinking if we’re outgoing.

Let’s be honest — we’ve all been there.

We’ve all wasted, we’ve all wearied ourselves a little more, a little less, a little too much exploiting, overspending, undervaluing the only non-renewable currency — Time!

Well, now we know, let’s change that :-

Let’s try to be as much unpredictable.

More demanding of time.

Challenge(s) hungry.

Pain thirsty.

Always grinding but enjoying the restfulness too.

Disciplined. However, at times throw ourselves into healthy recklessness that is good for our mind and spirit

Deliberately awaresome of our choices.

Purposeful.

Responsible.

Lastly, as in the words of James Clear, “The best way to break a bad habit is to make it impossible to do. And the best way to create a good habit is to automate it so you never have to think about it again.”

Let’s try to automate our life bit by bit, step-by-step.

No pressure.

Not tomorrow.

Namaste.

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Finance

It is remarkable how much long-term advantage people like us have gotten by trying to be consistently not stupid, instead of trying to be very intelligent.

Charlie Munger
Saar – Osho Jain 

Did this come with the age?

Because, I really don’t know why I’ve been caring so much about financial literacy these couple of months or roughly a year.

I really don’t know why I think that having wealth of real-information about money, investments, savings, strategies, or generally speaking being the best with numbers — is a fc*ki*g super power!

And, I’ll be honest, I suck at managing my finances.

I am horribly, horribly poor at managing my money although I had always been careful about it. But then, caring about the money and managing it are two separate things; while caring for the most part is firmly tied to the emotional response, whereas managing is a different ball game of mind cum intellect for sure.

Which is perhaps why I’m trying to be less of a sucky on this one noble domain.

Trust me, even my youtube search-tree recommendations have be populated with mostly five things these days. One Messi or things that has to do with him. Two finance videos. Three chess. Four Jordan Peterson. And, five Joe Rogan.

I wonder where have my programming video recommendations disappeared.

Furthermore, as I was growing up, I read somewhere that said something along the line that It takes a great deal of skill and wisdom to save and to spend money. Well, without-a-doubt, I do both but at the end of the day I always struggle in having enough information about my own self-made silos where I put my money in — be it groceries, HSA, recreation, shopping, et cetera.

Definitely, my banking app does tell me where I’ve been spending bunch but I’ve been realizing that to be the best at the game of money — forethoughts and access to the right information (resourcefulness per se) is imperative!

Which … I clearly lack.

I am committed to Learning. Unlearning, and Re-learning Finance.

Let’s see.

Namaste.

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Follow the pretense of accident

I truly believe that everything that we do and everyone that we meet is put in our path for a purpose. There are no accidents; we’re all teachers – if we’re willing to pay attention to the lessons we learn, trust our positive instincts and not be afraid to take risks or wait for some miracle to come knocking at our door.

~ Marla Gibbs

Dean Lewis – How Do I Say Goodbye

It’s a good thing that you can temporarily die

— in social media verse.

I just unplugged my instagrams this week after two weeks of trip to DC and New York to wrap 2022 and welcome 2023.


After a year of everyday journaling via ‘potatoshrestha’

It feels peacefully light to live the way I was used to.

To live an underdog lifestyle.

To be non-existent.

To be caught up in the moment — without judgement, un-enforced, un-fabricated, and

To follow the pretense of accident — without expectations, wholly, heartfully, and cheerfully!

Namaste.

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Mum and Dad Cried

Crying is misunderstood. It’s really not bad.

~ author~
Mehmaan | Raitila Rajasthan | Mismatched

This evening (morning in Nepal), I had roughly 2.5hrs of long conversations with mum and dad.

They both cried.

My heart sank…. almost, … almost cried. But, then them seeing me cry here would have made them feel terribly awful . I held back tears.

We had not talked for almost 10 days because both of them, specially my mom had been busy arranging for a feast back home.

The feast’s over and lots of hardships and heartbreaks were culminated as residue.

They cleansed.

Tides calmed.

Lessons learned.

Perspective retrofitted.

Understanding made.

Baggage let go.

Liberated.

Namaste.

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Commitment is tough

You’re in a ship and it’s sailing across the stormy seas. If you’re hacking holes in it with pickaxe, you should probably pay attention to that before you sink. So, it’s a good idea to keep what stupid you’re doing in mind that you can stop doing it.

Jordan B. Peterson (on Why be virtuous?)
Joji – Die for you

To love truly,

is to commit fully.

Brainfully.

Heartfully.

Soulfully.

Beautifully!


If relationship-tree is to have the trunk, branches, leaves, flower and eventually the fruits — commitment gives it the vitality; commitment transports the essential minirals to nurture it; commitment inflates the breathe of life inside it.

For, commitment is the root, and true love (whatever it means to you) is the whole tree I know.


Alas, commitment is tough. Because, in the world where we live today the road to lust; the path to momentary cravings; the alleyways of impulsive desire; the address of loud, irresistible sexy-ness around is without-a-miss silky and icy. It’s proxy solid. It’s slippery. It’s frictionless. It’s bewitching. It’s bewildering.

At the same magnitude, real love for real is scant.

That, real love for real is limited to only the virtuous which unfortunately, there aren’t many.

To say the least:

Commitment is through which virtues such as trust, loyalty, kindness, sincerity, honesty, care, love, gratitude, gentleness, purity, tolerance, understanding and all the likes flows out and about!

Questions.

Are you committed?

Are you afraid of commitments?

Are you pathologiz-ing your love with lies and fabrication?

Are you for real?

Namaste.

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Seek Discomfort

“He that lies down with Dogs, shall rise up with fleas.”

– Ben. Franklin (Poor Richard’s Almanack), 1733
Sajjan Raj Vaidya – Dhairya

Part 3

Who stopped me from quiting?

Who got me focused into my prime senses?

Who grounded me from the weightlessness I was experiencing?

Who unfucked me from all the brain swells I was going through?

Who rescued me from my afraid self?

She’s my girl!

And, I call her ‘Solution’ for reasons!

My 2 cents: While you’re in pursuit of something really meaningful and important, while you’re navigating through the course of the goals and ambition — you have magnanimous self-doubts, anxiousness and fear; Now, all we have to understand is that it is at this unique pivot of time itself that — you must believe and embody the fact that self-belief & perseverance is the virtue that’s called for; without exception!


Today’s my birthday. And like any other years I’m writing a small note to myself. So, here we go.

I came to the US on October 3, 2021. And, it’s precisely 13 months since I’ve been here. Well ought I compress the gap between these times, I say I am grateful for everything!

Been through so, so … so many ups and downs.

So many sleepless nights,

so many exams,

So many potatoshresthas’

so many ramens’

so many sodas’

so many microwaves moments,

so many codes’,

so many airports,

so… so many pure, serendipitous beautiful moments,

Eventually to the point where I went as low as having only $5 on my bank account to show up for and still I had my homies backing me up.

Most certainly, looking back, everything was worth it!

And, I would like to extend my deepest, sincerest and earnest thanks to those few who’ve helped me on my journey. You know who you are!

And, please know I don’t forget kindness … ever!


Lastly a note to myself, “Seek More Discomfort”

Namaste.

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Time does not wait

Imagine who you could be and then aim single-mindedly at that

Jordan Peterson
Frizzell D’Souza – Foolish Once Again 

It is our responsibility to make the best use of our time.

Use it to grow our skills.

Use it to enrich our wealth of wisdom.

Use it in the act of kindness and selflessness.

Use it to take care of ourselves,.. to rejuvenate ourselves!

Use it to tell the story of its use.

Use it to paint your life with colors of joy and memories.

Time does not wait


It is our responsibility to invest our love for labor and effort in the time we have.

Use it to propel forward in life.

Use it to give all we can give for the sake of person we can become.

Use it to perhaps be proud of ourselves one-day!

Use it to never regret not using it, investing on it.

Time does not wait


Leap.

Discover.

Become.

Time doesn’t wait.

Namaste.

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Questions

There’s no graduation degree for wisdom. It’s a virtue. It’s in habits. It’s in choices. It’s the journey.

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Gary Jules – Falling Awake

With me, there are times when I want to write so much about so many things; I end up writing nothing.

With me, there are excellent plans, there are these perfect action-items I would’ve set for the day; I end up binging sitcom.

With me, there are important things that need my important attention; I end up putting them off for later and spend hours sleeping.

Questions.

Should I feel bad, bitter and disgusted about these breaks?

Can i still make it with these stress-relieving stressful choices?

Is postponing pleasure and momentary happiness the only objective way to be really happy — fully and ever and after?

Namaste.

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Don’t be a caged bird.

“It is not things that upset us, but our judgements about those things.” — Epictitus

Sasha Sloan – Dancing With Your Ghost

We have a unique obsession with the past. Don’t we all?

The ‘gone episodes of life‘, both Good and Bad.

Surprisingly, The Bad Ones tend to stick with us for a longer period of time. And, in worst cases even leading us to chronic depression or nihilism, even suicides.

We also have list of vocabularies to describe these things of the past — we call them Events. Moments. Memories, or ‘Stories’ and ‘Snaps’ created over our beloved social media bubble.


But, most of all, we all have that persistent, whispering, irritating, excruciating and looping ‘Voice’ in our head which keeps on poking and scratching and tingling and pinching at the specific events of those bygone days.

Days we will never, ever re-live.

Moments, we can never go back to and redo shits.

Memories, we so deliberately choose to get stuck onto, loop over and over only to accept at the end — that it’s completely out of our hands.

Brain-vomits like:

I had the worst day of my life.

That boy cheated on me; broke my trust and left me alone to suffer — destroying my life altogether.

That last office I worked at was a total garbage and the acquaintances! — I don’t even want to talk about them. It was an utter waste of time.

My last boss really took a great deal of advantage out of my loyalty and honestly. What a piece of jerk!

Things like :- Oh! I should have done this. I should’ve not done that.

Wishful chatters like: I wish things had turned out this way or that way or easy way or my way!

Holy Fish!


You see, there’s just no limit to our wild imagination of carefully nitpicking our past craps or state of affairs — that we think didn’t go well or go as we expected.

Consequently, and unwillingly having ourselves dragged into a good, shitty, deep spiral road-trip down the rabbit hole of despair, of doubts, of restlessness, of utter pain and fucked questions! Eventually, turning us Pro at crying, whining, complaining, blaming and worst — an acting victim! With of course a collateral damage of having to carry an infested skull full of resentments and dissatisfaction.

Holy Fish!


Well, antidote?

Please, on’t beat yourself up for things beyond this moment, beyond your control and more importantly don’t be a caged bird! (I hope you get the metaphor)

Rather, acknowledge the devil — which are your own thoughts and decisively turn introspective by meditating over meaningful questions (metaphorically speaking) instead of subscribing to subjective, non-sensical, baseless, one-sided monkey chatter. (Trust me, I’m guilty of this myself.)

Yes — Simple, profound, weighty questions like

  • Could it have been worst?
  • What’s the lesson I could learn in the situation?
  • What’s the path forward from here?
  • Where do I see myself 72 hours from now …. 3 months from now, a year from now, 2 years from now?

can save your day!

Namaste.

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