The Comfort of Companionship
Last week has given my life a turn. I am now looking forward to companionship. I never realized that I had the provision to share myself with someone else. Since I have started sharing, I feel that the gap that existed inside me, in keeping everything internal, can now be filled by sharing it with someone else - what I feel, how I observe, what I like/dislike, and my opinions.
Content Marketing Plan?
Content writing is about emotional connection. You write for someone, and this person is a stranger in some part of the world. You never get to know who exactly read your piece, you just know that you wanted to write for someone and someone did read it.
That raises an important question: who is reading it? Who is reading all the extra content each day? What should I be writing that makes someone read through the extraneous chunk of information that I dispense every day? Who has the time for it? Why would someone read this? Why would someone read what "I" have written?
It was March 26, a day after my birthday. I woke up and found myself a little under the weather. My body felt sick and heavy headed. I went up to my parent’s room to check my temperature. It was 101!
And from there, I wore a mask and started quarantining myself. It’s the COVID period after all, you can never be too sure. I didn’t go to office that day, and for the next 7 days that followed.
क्या भूलूँ क्या याद करूँ
It’s hard to encapsulate the inconsistencies that come in decision making. As someone who is a part of the management of a multinational enterprise, it is our job to think about the decisions that we take. Often, it comes down to circumstantial evidence.
I am back from Jodhpur. And, instead of focusing on the trip, I want to realize the difference it makes when you come home after relaxing. Let's just say that I am now super observant — I am noticing things and details that I would usually ignore.
The peace in the morning is calming. And, the sounds of birds chirping completes that. I went out to capture the morning breeze today, and it felt like I was capturing the stillness of the city, and the simplicity of bird movements. Every slight movement towards the peacock made me think about my steps, the cracking sound of gravel, and the state of flow of the bird. I was caught up in the moment of being relaxed and observant of every gestural change that was going on around me.
I have a lot of clips to share today, so, I’ll have the visuals do the talking for this post.
I’m closing my eyes because I want this moment to sink in.
I feel the wind touching me.
I hear an orchestra of morning chirp by the birds.
I feel a sense of calm in Jodhpur.
This palace has the peace to regard.
The Unspoken Truth
We met. For a moment, it felt like I was with someone who would not be just a friend. She would be my life partner. So, what should I tell her that describes me? What should I ask her that makes me understand her?
Let's title today as Stage 3.
Every day is routine. But, there are some days which do not seem usual. My last few days have felt like they were changing something fundamental in me — something that stayed constant for a long time. I have been fairly distant from the concept of companionship, finding peace in my own world of anime, stories, family, and lifestyle. It's a small fun world that I call my life, and I like to be the curator of it. So, what's different now? What is stage 3?