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Don’t. Miss. Anything.

Published September 7, 2023 By Bijay Shrestha

Life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans.
—John Lennon.

^{Mumford & Sons – Ghosts That We Knew}

Jim Rohn in one of his famous speech went onto say,”

Something my parent taught me that they practiced all their life. Now I practice.

Don’t Miss Anything.

Don’t miss the game.

Don’t miss the concert.

Don’t miss the performance

Don’t miss the show

Don’t miss the conversation.

Don’t miss the sermon.

Don’t miss the class.

Don’t. Miss. Anything.

Go.

Look.

See.

Learn.

Try.

Taste.

(With gesture of hands, suggests)

Let that Flavor of life be part of your lifestyle.

Elton John sings, “She lived her life like a candle in the wind, never knowing who to cling to, when the rain set in.”

What if you missed that?

See, that wouldn’t be good.

George Harrison used to sing before he died, “If not for you, the winter would hold no spring. Couldn’t hear a robin sing. I just wouldn’t have a clue if not for you.”

Again with meaningful gesture of hands re-iterates,

Go Taste.

Go Listen.

Go Enjoy.”

See, one thing is for certain.

Nobody is ever, never prepared for what is going to happen in our lives far into the future.

But the only guarantee that renders a glimmer of healthy hope, that this one time opportunity ‘life’ would eventually fold in a good enough episode is to actually plant, nurture and water the seeds of wisdom as it progresses.

Go explore Jim. He was the harbinger of a laying out his unique template for a practical, pragmatic and most importantly a good-enough life.

Namaste.

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Conversation

Published August 31, 2023 By 8ijay.shrestha

Important conversations. Important people.
~Musicpervs

_{^{Cladestina – Emma Peters}}

Conversation of once being dirt poor.

Conversation of how life changed … is changing.

Not rich.

Enriching.

Namaste.

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Infodemic

Published August 17, 2023 By 8ijay.shrestha

“Almost everything we experience is a zero-sum game. Just, don’t take the wrong medicine for the wrong disease.”
~ Musicpervs

^{Tu Chodiyon Na – Ronit Vinta}

There is so much noise out there.

Almost everything we see and hear are a zero-sum game.

Almost everything cancels out each other.

So, is this bad?

Does this mean, we ought to just eat whatever we get our hands on, and learn from exclusive experience, and learn as truth unveils itself eventually?

Actually not.

The actualization and realization of this one fundamental facet of this infodemic era is in-and-itself a super power.

It calls for truth.

It call for not believing or giving in to things you’re exposed to, or influenced at will.

It calls for original thinking.

It calls for genuine curiosity and getting to the process of seeking truths and grooming and feasting over facts, facts and facts, and developing your ideas over those unfiltered, hardcore, for-real information.

Namaste.

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San Francisco. Solution.

Published August 3, 2023 By Bijay Shrestha

Impermanence is permanent.
Musicpervs

^{Vismay Patel – Dariya}

It’s been couple of weeks I’ve been out of instagram, facebook grid. I don’t know if I will ever be back. Although my X (formerly Twitter) usages has gone up.

Since Elon Musk took over X, residing in San Francisco and closely following his works, intentions and personality as a whole has personally made my life more purposeful.

San Francisco is not an easy city to live in. It is the 8th most expensive city in the world according to World Economic Forum but not without the grave problem.

In all sincerity, every-time I walk around the financial district, especially around the market street in the course of going towards my fitness center, or every-time I take a walk to the Ferry Building through Embarcadero, through Montgomery Street, every-time I take an Uber to go visit my best friend at El Cerrito; being able to afford all this, being able to have all of these experiences utterly enriches my heart. Not that this is the first time I’m saying I feel grateful to be living at this phase of my life. Yes, I’m grateful.

The center of it all, without-a-doubt is the ‘Solution’.

Sometimes I wonder, only had I not h.e.r in my life, how all of these was even a possibility.

Sometimes I wonder what if I lose her, that she leaves me on my own to be.

Sometimes I wonder what if I have to leave this city that I’ve fallen heads over heels with.

Namaste.

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Good egg, Bad egg

Published May 18, 2023 By 8ijay.shrestha

We all want to be ‘The Hero of our own story’.
~author

^{Patrick Watson – Je te laisserai des mots (Cover by Marianne BL}

Whenever possible, ask yourself –

Am I a good egg or the bad one?

Let the question guide you.

Let the question be your north.

Let the question help you earthen.

Let the question inspire you to soar.

Let the question, question your true utility in someone elses’ life other than yourself.

Let the question un-naked, un-burden, un-stress you.

Am I a good egg?

Namaste.

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Sad playlist

Published November 17, 2022 By 8ijay.shrestha

Grief begets Gratitude.
~author

^{Dean Lewis – How Do I Say Goodbye}

Two days ago, as I was walking to the gym (it’s a 23 minutes walk) I pulled up my phone, subscribed to Apple music impromptuly, and started listening to the sad playlist. Deliberately!

Not because I had a rough day.

Not because I had been going through a lot.

Not because I was hurt.

Not because I was sad.

Not because I was fucked!

It was solely and only because I wanted to synthesize sadness. Weird. I know.

Unpacking…

I wanted to soak in and soak myself with my forever friendemy — grief.

I wanted to step on the earth, again! Rest. Reflect. Re-calibrate.

Move. Shake.

For, it’s been a while I have been flying in perpetual happiness.

For, it’s been a while I had been living in a foggy, seemingly make-believe-world.

In a nutshell, I wanted to meditate on despair.

I wanted to refresh, relive, re-fill, re-feel my memories as far as my on-and-off relationship with sadness is concerned.

And, to say the least, sadness has always given me purpose.

Bonus — it’s okay to cry!

Namaste.

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I want to write about

Published November 10, 2022 By 8ijay.shrestha

Today’s mighty oak is just yesterday’s nut, that held its ground.
David Icke

^{Yugal Gurung – Timi}

I had forgotten I had to show up for musicpervs today. It’s almost 10 past 15pm. Normally I sleep at 9:30pm because i had to wake up at 4:45AM every weekdays.

This evening I had almost two hours long conversation with my uncle who I’ve not had a word for a long, long time. My eyes are yearning to shut themselves off as i type these lines in a pitch dark room, but I know I had to show up.

I wanted to write about meaning of happiness.

I wanted to write about living cheerfully in a mundane, routined life.

I wanted to write about potatoshrestha, and why someone who’s trying to avoid social media is posting just about every little thing that goes in, out and around him.

I wanted to write about why it is important to be mindfully aware about the passing time and the opportunity cost.

I wanted to write about why I will never be perfect but perhaps grind my teeth to be the better version of me than i was yesterday.

I wanted to write about how I deal with my own anxious self.

I wanted to write about why not every what has to have why.

I wanted to write about why it is important to learn to do nothing.

I wanted to write about why it is so important to show up even if it means doing nothing.

Tired eyes.

Uninvited persistent cough

Brain-full of foolishness, dreams & ambitions.

Heart-full of gratitude.

Namaste.

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Simple. Little. Things.

Published August 20, 2020 By Bijay Shrestha

It’s sad. Most of us don’t realize what we have unless we don’t have it, anymore.
Musicpervs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pc8_xB7I6lo

Ajnabee – Little Things

In a world where real love is a lot of hard work where friction is inevitable.
And true love still, is never a conflict-free love.

Never take him .... Not, to take her...
Yes, don't you make a mistake of taking your beloved for granted!

p. s. Remember. The Balance Sheet of love also has Assets, Liabilities, Expenses, Overdrafts and Adjustments.

Let's start from there.

Little things in relationships.

If you’re a vivid reader of this small blog; You must’ve come across many such posts that speaks of the must haves’ and the havenots’ — recipes for a ‘good-enough’ relationships.

I’m certain I’ve spoken enough, in imaginable length, breadth and the depth about the real.love.ingredients that make up for a real.love.relationships. A pure partnership per se or simply Friendship. The genuine Reciprocity. Loads and loads of Humor, for sure. The unadulterated Honesty. Radiating and re-assuring Emotional Security. Shared Responsibility. Non-judgementism, Appreciation and Acceptance. Non-negotiable Understanding and a strong, very strong Support System. The Non-negotiable Respect too. Heavy stuff like organic, mutual growth, best jokes. and so on and so forth.

But, Shit! Have I written anything about simple.little.things which actually, and in reality make up for a large portion of the ‘daily grind’ that any…. any well-nourished, balanced and well-maintained r.e.l.a.t.i.o.n.s.h.i.p.s — Go Through ->

Nope! Not that I recall.

^{Src: https://www.instagram.com/threeundertherain/}

[Sidenote: She asked me if I’d write on ‘little things’ after having binged Netflix series ‘Little Things‘ together.]

So, here I am. And, here it is.

Frankly, I don’t have 10 little, secret things you can do to pump up and launch your relationship to a sweet-next level, with your partner in crime, but sure I have some food for thoughts to share on the same.

[haha]

Cool.

So, allow me to present to you my flavor of ‘little things’ that we all can do.

A simple wake up and wind down texts.
Explore overlapping interests. May be food. Travel. Games. Pick anything. And do them. Freaking indulge,… responsibly though.
Watch movies together. Eat ice-cream, drink coffee, enjoy your mint lemonade whatever you like. Go to concerts together. Cook together. Find out and solve problems together. Go, shopping together. Do weird, silly stunts together — merely for a bellyful of laughs and gasps. Doesn’t have to make sense! Share, listen to songs together. Dance together for no reason. Unpack your whole package together. … Don’t think dirty! [haha]
Ask stupid questions. Ask, how was your day, How you feeling, questions? Take meaningless selfies. Make funny, stupid videos. Bitch about life’s unfairness and it’s suckers.
Plus, an advice from my married-best-friend, “Take things lightly whenever you have disagreements and talk about it later with cool head”.
Give each other sweet, little, frequent surprises. Take each other out for unplanned treat, retreats [emphasis added].
Oh yeah! And please compliment. Compliment dudes.
Kiss. Cuddle. Chumpy. Massage. Shower. Walk. Do Tik-toks if you have to.
Encourage one another. Just Be.there.for.each.other — side-by-side, nail and flesh.
Take inventories of each other’s favorite things as well as painful problems. Listen. Listen, and help each other out when things aren’t right.
Make your significant other feel he/she is special and taken care of and taken care for.

Life’s good if little things are taken care of man. And I guess, rest will follow.

p.s. Enjoy One of those days for a secret to a perfect relationship.

p.p.s I’m also learning bits and pieces in this department.

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Ass Holes

Published July 23, 2020 By Bijay Shrestha

Fun – All Right

Raise a glass for Ashmita Bajracharya!

The original author behind this piece.

Let’s begin!

Call it our tragedy, a curse, the disease to Humanity on a broader lens — that we have riches of Ass Holes in our lives. Owen Wilson in a movie ‘The Internship’ (Go watch, highly recommended) quotes, “… there’s always some joker who likes to play fuckaround. I guess that’s you, Graham.”

And most certainly, there are these kinds of weird clowns in almost e.v.e.r.y.o.n.e’s life.

The ones, always with an opinion over things with no skin-in-the-game.

Someone who gets immense high in belittling people (at every shot they get) with their satirical injections.

Someone pathologized with a superiority-f**ing-complex. Someone who thinks the world revolves around them and that they’re the messiah of truth and only but the truth and that everyone around them are stoned fuckers. Amazing sample ae’.

Someone who finds the likes of masturbatitious pleasure in poking at everyone’s business with their self-centered and blurred and baseless and contrived and limited and intelligently foolish belief system.

Someone who tries to shove-in their pathetic bullshits (mostly religious, or made-up-philosophical recipes) down your throat and into your blood system. These self-acclaimed Harbinger of truths and deceitful Geniuses.

Gross!

Only remember, they’re all-in … all-fucking-in — for lies, and for insults, and for bitching, and for complaining, and for inflicting fears, and for crushing your confidence, and for suffocating the innocence out of you and mushrooming self-doubts in you instead; and for merely, merely corrupting your life’s Operating System, yes, your fucking L.I.F.E with their super dense, and mindless, and careless, and heartless stupidity.

And, if you’re asking how to really notice these pathogens out-of-this-air?

Easy. Butt in the hole — chatbots!

Walaaaah ~~

Carbondioxide for life.

Dumbs for life.

p.s. You know what, spare a life of real cockroach.

But, Baegon these cockroaches from your kitchen!

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