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Simple Questions

The answers are in the questions. Question! Question more. ~bijay.s

Anuv Jain – Alag Aasmaan

Simple questions.

What do you think of yourself?

What’s the self-image of yourself that you explain to yourself — every-time?

(stories that you tell yourself, every time)

What’s your best and the most practical and authentic bio (as we call it) that you know to be true of yourself?

(I’m not talking about those one or two lines we announce on our social media profiles)

Do you have fears? If yes, what is that? If yes, what are you doing about it?

Think. Write. Think again. Write again.


Does the self-image you carry with yourself revolve around something such as :-

On the phone too much, scrolling, tapping, waiting, anticipating, dreaming, mindlessly chatting.

Eating junks all the time.

Sugar addict.

Porn addict.

Or addicted to anything and everything you can imagine!

Ever Cheating. Ever Complaing. Ever Exhausted.

Ever Lying. Ever Postponing.

Ever … Empty!


Honestly —

Ask yourself,

Who am I for real?

What values do I carry or care for?

Do I have a purpose?

Do I have a path?

Or say, do I know where I’m headed?

And, am I going at all,

Or, am I just waiting for an imminent end.

Namaste!

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Questions

To stand up straight with your shoulders back is to accept the terrible responsibility of life, with eyes wide open. ~ Jordan B. Peterson

Young Mister — Everything Has It’s Place

Some of life’s most important questions.

How have you been investing and expending your present?

How busy, or putting it precisely — how rudderless is your life’s ship?

What’s exciting on your tomorrows’?

Do you contemplate often over stillness?

Do you treat yourself well?

Are you hungry?

Namaste.

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Questions.

“They say behind mountains are more mountains.”

 Edwidge Danticat
Anson Seabra – Trying My Best 

I dare no one disagrees less — we most certainly are living in one of the best, the most blessed times, from a vantage point of any human who’ve lived before us.


Just from my own personal experience, must I fold just plenty of years backward, I had never in my life imagined a loadshedding-free country.

Plus, this life I’m fortunate to be living at the moment was also far-freaking-cry.

That today, we bill ‘the internet’ like we pay for our most essential utilities such as electricity and water.

That, transport, food, groceries, even love — are just inches away from our eyes and at our fingertips.


Questions!?

W.h.e.r.e the fuck did we fuck up?

How come we’ve allowed our creativity slash genius muscles atrophy slash malnourished and stupidity and narcissism proliferate at their cost?

How are we more restless, more stoned, more asking, more expectant, more inadequate, more whining, more addictive, more out-of-control, more alone, more depressed, more lost … more suicidal?

How come we’re mostly missing our bed to sleep, mostly spilling our goddamn’ time on far-from-real games and facebook and instagram and youtube and tiktoks.

For fuck sake, how come we’re always tired most-of-the-days on this once-in-a-lifetime Life?

Honestly, Wake UP BEFORE YOU DON’T … EVER!

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