Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Emotional - To be clear is the most powerful thing

Someone asked me:
"I notice be people of varied age groups creating attention seeking drama. Why do people need so much attention?"

Answer:

Attention Seeking isn't something to complain about. This is human need. This is something that needs compassion and understanding. After all, we too go through this predicament.
One of the deepest human cravings is the 'need to be heard' and 'need to be attended to'.
Why? In our growing years, we were obviously not self-sufficient in terms of our self-esteem and self-image. We were dependent on our world. The more attention we received, the more we felt wanted. In most cases, even after we have grown into adults, we are still not self-sufficient when it comes to our self-image and self esteem. In that sense, we are just a child in an adult body. Consequently, most of us have a tendency to perform attention-seeking drama.

This is one place where dogs score over humans. Whenever you return, your dog greets you by jumping on you, wagging its tail, licking you. It gives you so much attention and makes you feel very important. No wonder we call it our pet. Pet animals, we have in abundance. Pet human, is what we lack ;-)

Haven't you noticed the new breed of swimmers creating big splashes with their strokes to gain attention?
Haven't you seen people shifting to sleeveless T-Shits at the slightest appearance of biceps?
Haven't you seen the man who doesn't wear the top buttons of his shirt so as to display his hairy chest?
A new mobile user makes himself so obvious by allowing it to ring long enough before taking the call, and by speaking in a tone loud enough for others to hear, so as to draw attention???

Some come up with top notch performances to be the cause for celebration, while others resort to pranks to be celebrated, some laugh to get notices, while others cry to draw attention.
"Show off" is the common man's name for such people. They are basically attention seekers. In fact, in someways, all of us are 'attention seekers.'

Owing to this inadequacy in self-esteem and self-image, we need the attention of the world in order to feel complete; by ourselves, we are incomplete. It's not enough that we know what we've done is good. We need the world to endorse what we've done. Our own success gives us a sense of accomplishment only when others applaud it. Awards and rewards give us a sense of fulfillment because they confirm that we've drawn enough attention.

The point is there is a tender heart within each of us that needs attention. If the child within us is not given attention, we resort to childish behavior (even as adults) to draw that attention. A hungry man needs food, not criticism. Seeking attention is a sort of psychological hunger...and very few are exempt from it.

It snot that your daughter cannot study by herself; its just that she enjoys the attention she gets when you sit along with her to study. Its not that adolescent at home wants to speak on the phone for 45 minutes; what we need to understand here is that for those 45 minutes, someone at this other end of the phone is making your daughter feel like a princess.

The solution is simple: To all the people who matter to you and to whim you matter, take the initiative to give them enough attention, preferably, to their positive expressiveness. Invest quality time. Shower them with lavish praise. Give them a lot of encouragement. Make your presence in the relationship adequately felt.
Then next time you hear a complaint, be compassionate. Somebody needs your attention. The next time you witness an emotional drama, be compassionate. Somebody needs your attention.

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Seeking attention is a sort of psychological hunger..and very few are exempt from it.

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Monday, February 20, 2012

How did you become mine!!!

How did you become mine? I can’t believe my good fortune

You came to my life…Like the moon descends by the lake occasionally

Slowly and graciously

Like the touch of warm sunrays

You showered me with melodious caresses

Should I look at you or should I listen to you?

You are my solace, you are my passion

Why you didn’t come earlier?

I used to think that God is no longer unhurried and relaxed [has no time for me]

But, having created you, his respect and status has risen in my eyes

Road, streams and river may change their course

Radiance of lamps may diminish

Life may initiate a new tune

Raindrops may hum a different note

Seasons may change their style

But, I will remain forever….

In your embrace, like always…

Each moment each second

Life has become like (melodious sound of) sitar [after you came in my life]

Like flow of the Malhaar raga

I can’t believe how fortunate I am to have you in my life

Thursday, May 1, 2008

This world runs on very few philosophies out of which this is the most important one


"Can you take out few moment?
I am going to make your wish true.
Can you seek out your hiding and see the moon?
Can you unwind? and, I promise to die,
Before you see the dark side of moon.
I am going to always be there for you,
And hold your hands and that's true.
But the day you ask me to bend,
Sure I'll,
But that will be the end."

DID I EVER TELL?

Did I ever tell?
I fell for silent smile,
The glow on face,
And, the radiant sparks!
The curious you,
With uncertainty reign;
With confusions,
I fell for you.

Did I ever tell?
I will wait to eternity,
To hear you say,
All unspoken words!
The sweet you,
With periodic pinch;
With love or in pain,
I will wait for you.

Did I ever tell?
I started loving you,
To cherish the feel,
That spreads your very being!
The innocent you,
With pure heart;
With dreams,
How Can I not love you?

Wanted to write about something, but words fell short and crypt ended decrypted and I ended up writing something incomplete. I don’t know why I can’t put some things into words. The more I try, the more I fail or probably I have learnt how to control my thoughts, dreams and emotions.......whatever!

I AM LOVE

I asked happiness,
Will you be with me?
Replied! Didn’t even see.
I asked sadness,
Will you be with me?
Replied! Have time none for thee.
I asked richness,
Will you be with me?
Replied! Gold’s already with me.
I asked brain,
Will you be with me?
Replied! Relations broken between you & me.

None gave a ride,
And I walked alone.

I met hope,
Said! Walk on,
Destiny’s near sea.
I met patience,
Said! Let’s wait,
Lights coming from thee.
I met optimism,
Said! Don’t worry,
Success waiting for 'we'.
I met dream,
Said! Close your eyes,
See you have got all you wish.

Gave me courage,
And I walked with.

Time embarked,
Asked! Do you know 'recognize'?
I said no, it’s not on my fleet.
Told! On your way,
Partner of yours waited,
Gleamed! You sailed off,
Looking at blank sea.
Murmured! Why did not you had,
Recognize on with beats?
I sailed back,
With time on navigators seat,
To defeat my brains ply.

Everyone was on crew,
And I sailed again,
With all that left,
Immaterial, dumped in coal sink.
Yeah! I am love,
Walking alone, singing songs,
Delighted, my journey was free


I was going through the article “The Thing Called Love” which appeared in February 2006 Issue of “National Geographic” and in the course, in a break wrote this rough draft, which probably, never will make to final draft.

Written on: - March 6, 2006 02:49PM

ANGEL

With deep thoughts,
I closed my eyes,
To look for an angel,
And you were in front,
Smiling, laughing,
Shying, defying,
With closed eyes,
Hurting, disturbing,
Killing, mutilating,
And running away,
Out of the boundaries,
Trying to touch, stars!
And still you seemed,
Soothing my eyes.

With the brightest hopes,
I waited for long,
To hold your hands,
And you came with,
Flowers, love,
Heart, cupid,
Clasped in your hands,
None empty, filled,
Love splashed, artistic,
And trying the best,
But with none free,
That, I could hold your hands!
And still you seemed,
Holding my hands.

With all optimism,
I bashed too hard,
To make you smile,
And you smiled,
Shining, twinkling,
Gleaming, sparkling,
Sprinkling scent all around,
Watering, reddening,
Contradicting, reverting,
And hiding away,
Trying to seek you,
Your smile said it all!
And still you seemed,
Smiling! On a joyous ride.

With all my strength,
I walked the way,
To understand you,
To share, moments,
And, fun with all time.
Yeah! I understood,
The very of you,
The tied behind you,
But on the way,
Looking around,
I find myself lost,
But still holding,
The yack,
I know I’ll carry on.

I realized today sometimes trying being good to others just don’t does away the thing, sometimes the good can also turn into disappointment.Written On:- Jan 3, 2005 04:09 AM

UNKNOWN FEELINGS

Times passing, myself rained,
Hands in hand, my eyes are closed,
My heart is bursting,
Tears are scorched,
And, the smoke is life.

Intense thoughts of intrigue in me,
Mentally prepared, to be poached,
Long may be separations,
But I hope,
She to be home.

Insecurity howling me,
And brick is foam,
My own hounds me,
A troublesome bay,
Is created by thee.

Tears in eyes, I hope to be,
One day at top,
Though many times,
Haft I lost,
But it doesn’t kill my in.

Still burning a hope inside me,
I know I’ll have it,
However tough may be goal,
In her attribes and causal,
Will drive me to ace.

Good are my thoughts,
May be in my eyes,
I have to do,
Love should not turn off,
And may not the separations be long.

Emotional - To be clear is the most powerful thing

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