Things I didn’t know I needed this summer

1.  To be loved

By ME. Discover my self again. Realise I’m a hoot with a heart. I spend so much time being hard on myself and finding faults or seeking to do better that I often forget I’m doing my best, I deserve some rest and it’s okay, IT IS OKAY, to not be perfect all of the time. More importantly, I need no one’s validation nor adulation to prove I am lovable. This summer I want me to be my favourite person to get to know and hang out with.

2.  Be free

Of my own expectations. The shackles holding me back are of my own mind’s construct. The disappointments I repeatedly face, are due to my own high bars. I need to take a step back, reassess my goals, breathe free and rise above. What I can dream today, I can achieve tomorrow. 

3.  Be mindful

More mindful. Of what I allow to touch my soul. Be it negativity, junk food, never-ending cheat days, toxic relationship, toxic masculinity. Nothing should have the power to steal the wind beneath my wings. I am what I allow myself to be. I allow what I feel for. What feels right. What makes me feel right, in mind and in body. Wellness over fitness, mindfulness over mental space. 

4.  Be greedy

To go for what I know I deserve and have earned. To not submit before others, to no longer bow or kowtow. To have no regard for what others will think of me. Need, yearn and pine for my heart’s deepest desire and then go ahead and grab it with both hands. Make no apologies, take no prisoners. I owe no one my successes, just like my failures are my own. 

5.  Be quiet

The world in technicolour is a loud, sleepless place. There’s no rest for the weary. A thousand things go on my mind at any given point of time. A hundred voices are aimed at me every second of every day. Some I agree with, most I don’t. Some make me shout, some scream, some screech and some cringe. But before giving in to my inner voice, I should take a pause. AND LISTEN. Not just hear. Imbibe. Understand what’s happening around me, where it’s stemming from and, more importantly, where it’s headed towards. Analyze. For a moment, just be quiet so I can be loved, free, mindful and greedy while happily co-existing. 

 

What did you not know you needed this summer? Tell me, I am listening. Try me, I will be mindful. Follow me, for I’ll let you partake of my greed, love yourself, as I am going to love us both.

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A Question of Choice?

Mommy,

I don’t understand

That man hurt me

Mum, why is my belly growing?

Mummy, there’s something inside of me!

But moooom, I can’t be a mother

I’m your baby

I’m still a child

What do you mean, Mumma, that they don’t care?

Why do you say it’s not my life?

How was it never my choice?

He chose to do this Mama

But I didn’t ask for this?

Oh, I did?

Alright, I guess I won’t go out of the house wearing a skirt again.

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Hi baby, shush, this world isn’t meant for you but I’ll do my best to keep you safe. My mother couldn’t, and it broke her. Her own shadow haunts her. But you, my love, shall be safe. I’ll dress you like a boy.

Why A Poet Series Introduction – Long Time Coming

There’s a question I’ve been asked more times than I can fairly remember. Why poetry?

Honestly, I’m always at a loss to answer that. There’s no reason. There are a hundred reasons. It’s an emotion. It’s a vocation. It’s a compulsion. It’s a combustion. Where do I even begin. Where do I end, if there ever is an end to this explanation. And thus, I’m rendered dumb. Every single time.

So, I did what I do best. I wrote it down. Bit by bit. In multiple pieces. It’s still a work in progress. But I believe there’s decent amount of words out there to officially introduce you to my series titled “Why A Poet?”. I’m linking the published works down below. Hopefully, I’ll keep updating this list as and when new pieces are written.

All I can say is that it’s a patchwork quilt of mismatched squares. I can only hope it provides you with enough warmth though.

Here goes nothing (just kidding, please be kind!) –

  1. Why A Poet
  2. Why A Poet #2
  3. Why A Poet #3
  4. Why A Poet #4
  5. Why A Poet #5
  6. Why A Poet #6
  7. Why A Poet #7
  8. Why A Poet #8

Let me know what you think, please?

And your own thoughts on why poetry? Be it to write or to read or to just feel and imbibe? I’d love to know!

Love,

Varnika

Breaking the Cycle – Better Together

Hello, my lovelies!

Some of you may well remember my posts from way back in 2017 on physical and mental wellness (for a refresher, click here). I was in the best of shapes – fit in body and in mind.

Well, that was then and this is now. The past year I’ve really let myself go. It has been quite a slump, in more ways than one. And like some of my spirit animals (think sloths and, well, Po) I eat when I’m upset. Trust me, stress eating + comfort eating = deadliest duo. The more I was depressed, the more I ate. The more I ate, the more depressed I became at the declining state of affairs. And the vicious cycle continued.

Recently though, I lost my cousin to a heart attack. He was 18 years elder to me, but still young. He had always been in the prime of health, a martial arts and fitness enthusiast and could almost rival a monk in holistic, mindful eating. Yet, he’s gone. Leaving a wife he literally grew up with and a 3 year old toddler behind. When I was done crying, I decided to wake up. I cannot put my parents through the pain, grief and loss being suffered by my Uncle and Aunt right now. I need to look after myself.

Following up on the wake-up call, I’ve been walking-jogging for the past two days. But like they say, it takes a village. So this is me, reaching out to this beautiful community to help my along my journey to wellness and health. My lack of stamina and endurance is appalling, but what I don’t want to be found lacking in is motivation. So I’ll be posting an update everyday. Be my watchers? Pull me up for slacking off? Commend me for pushing the limits? Two minutes of your time a day might move this gal two further miles!

Also, if any of you are having trouble or need support in reaching your goals (most of us must already be off the new year’s resolution high), I am here. Let’s get fit together. Let’s get better together. Let’s grow well (-er…I know that’s not a word) together! It can be done. Believe me, I speak from experience. I’ve done it once before and I’ll be darned if I don’t do it again.

Drop me a line if you’re interested. Remember, a little love is all it takes. As a starter, I’m posting screenshots of my efforts for the past two days. I’d love to hear about yours.

Thank you for reading!

As always,

Love,

Varnika

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Earning our PRIDE

Dear Diary,

Today we put an end to the black and white and grey. Today, we earned ourselves a full rainbow. Full of colours, love, joy, hope and happiness. And most of all, a promise. A promise of a better tomorrow. A promise of a safer tomorrow. A promise of a world where we can all live as equals. Every colour coming together to create something extraordinary beautiful. Today, we’ve earned our PRIDE.

Love is Love

They say if it ends, it wasn’t love to begin with. If it’s over, it never was.

Shouldn’t it be the other way round though? If it ever was, it was love! Even if it were only for a day or a single fleeting second or simply one-sided, if you felt it in your heart, in your mind, in the very being of your soul, it was nothing other than love? Do you mean to tell me that a flower in bloom, which later withers and dies, was never endowed with sweet nectar? Or a Mayfly, which lives but for a day, is not one of God’s loved creations? If something ends, it never began? If something’s over, it didn’t exist?

No, darling. Love just is. And you’re all the more luckier for having felt it, experienced it and lived it. Let’s not smother it with the expectation of being everlasting.

Because

Love is what it is. Not what it ought to be.

So live. And love. And in loving, live once again.

Today is a great day for India! A centuries old, oppressive, discriminatory law was repealed. There’s no need for anyone to live in the closet anymore. You can dress yourself in a rainbow if you want and step out of the closet into a country accepting of love, individuality and choice. Today, love wins! And in doing so, gives us hope.

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The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society – Beyond Brilliantly Beautiful #Review

Like most people advertised on social media, I watched The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society today. Yes, the name’s quite a mouthful. Thankfully, the movie is quite thoughtful.

What began as a disillusioned writer’s quest for the perfect house in the aftermath of the second World War soon turned into a study in how home is where our people are. Our people. Our family. Not the good given ones. But the family we find and choose for ourselves. Only because they accept us. We belong to them like they belong to us. This connection might exist from even before we come into contact with them. That’s where home is.

Thrown into the mix is also how books can bring people together. Even in great adversities like war. Like-minded or disagreeing, but with the spirit to hold their own thoughts and views. Speaking of spirit, the movie also depicts how the spirit of a place and its people can help unleash another’s spirit as well. A coming into your own story for all ages.

More fascinating still is the fact that so many themes, emotions, undercurrents and relations are portrayed in such a kind, beautiful, thoughtful and endearing manner. Each character has its own arc, revealed bit by bit. The viewers piece together the story, just like the writer whose journey we’re following – and are left awestruck. It’s over two hours of pure subtlety. No scene is extra and no action is useless. A nicely tied together package of cinematic brilliance.

I don’t usually write movie reviews. Not that I’d call this a review. Its more of a need to share this movie with others so that they may also get to sit back, think and enjoy. I wish I had better words to describe it. I think i’m still recovering from it and have been rendered quite dumbstruck. It’s an experience. Really.

If you do watch it, will you please let me know? I’d love to discuss it with someone without the fear of revealing spoilers!

I hope you’re having a relaxing weekend. Thank you for reading.

Love,

Varnika.

Copyright Directive in the Digital Single Market – the EU Controversy Explained

Here’s why the internet could potentially have broken!

Till a month ago, the world waited with bated breath as members of the European Parliament contemplated a proposed directive to herald a new Copyright Law within the European Union. This Directive aims to create a digital single market and has been named as such. However, the proposal has been a hotbed for controversy right since its very inception in 2016. While many advocate both for and against its enforcement, not all understand why so many open letters were written to the Parliament, especially by internet giants like Wikipedia and why Facebook and Google staunchly opposed it as well. On the other hand, stalwarts of the entertainment industry, especially sound and music, were vehemently in favour of the law. 

The Parliament, in its esteemed wisdom, did not bite the bullet and sent the proposal back for revision. It will now be tabled again in September which is but a momentary…

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