Anti-(alcohol)-climax

Saturday Night! Wohooo!
We all know what it is, right? We sort-of struggle through an entire grilling week with this meek ray of hope. It absolutely is that time of the weekend, where we make grounds for a terrible Sunday headache. Those few hours are just so magical, they are such a bliss, that we voluntarily invite the hassle of next day, in a life that is a hassle anyway.

But I really do not understand the entire hoo-ha around it!
I mean we all have that one friend who is against alcohol and suddenly starts drinking – the ceremonious welcome they get and all the cheer from others who live in a beer drum is priceless, just like a proud father watching is son all grown up! Suddenly, this friend becomes “cool” enough to “party” with, as well now!

I don’t get any combative reactions when I tell people that I do not have coffee, while sitting in a coffee-shop. Or that I do not like the taste of raw onions, while at a chaat-stall. But try telling the same people I do not have alcohol! Woah! The expression on their faces change and every single of their muscles is yelling, “WHAAAAAAT?”

And generally it follows with an hour full of trying to understand why do I have such “offensive” behavior. Yes, offensive. They see it as offence on my otherwise modern attitude, an offence of their preset judgement of me, an offence on their idea of our beer-date, an offence on my liberal and urban upbringing, an offence on me attending SulaFest, or even coming from the Wine capital of India! Some of them even start doubting their choice of friends, since a non-alcoholic, a teetotaler is on the list! This ends with them taking the responsibility on themselves of showing me the world on the other side! (PS – None of them have been successful, just FYI!)

There are a lot of judgements, a lot of labels attached to the drink that you are holding. Not that it matters to me. But writing this post in the hope that it stops mattering to everyone as well, and the jauntiness around alcohol mellows down. It signifies absolutely nothing else, but that you don’t like drinking, and I hope the subject becomes as irrelevant as a person confessing that he doesn’t like lauki-ki-sabzi.

PS- Let a few of us be. After all, we take you back home in the night! 😉

Declutter

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Clean your room, I was told, not clear your mind,

Keep things in place, not thoughts in check,

Be neat and tidy, not strong and mighty,

Oh, I wish, order in mind was made elementary!

Most of us like things in order.Yeah! We do. Remember the happiness of investing half a holiday in cleaning your room, clearing the mess, throwing away the past, sticking to what is needed? It is often correlated to feeling light.  Is it?

I think what we do with our mind is exactly the opposite. Most cleanliness freaks have messed up minds! In fact, we stick to our shit, our past, our emotions, our hatred, our mistakes, our guilt like they are the most important part of our being. Moreover, we not only do not let them go, we also compare and prove how our shit is better than theirs! It is surprising, fascinating!

Seriously, notice it the next time. If one person is telling the other how his life sucks, the other person will, in most cases, say, “Yeh toh kuch bhi nahi hai!” and goes on till the person 1 feels awesome about his life! We take pride in our crap! In doing so, we waste the present, and make it a part of the crappy past! Oh, crap!

Lets start cleaning our mind. NOW. Create space for today. Make more room in there. Choose what you keep. Choose things that are pretty. Make it look good in your eyes. Feel good. Feel light. Let go. Declutter.