As an introvert, I don’t think you get many chances of starting a conversation. If you’ve missed one, in all probability, you’d spend the rest of your time staring blankly. I’ve found it easier to observe people – than talk to them. Being silent, for most of the time, can give you a rare insight into the mind of absolute strangers. At any given instant, there can be a multitude of emotions that flash on a face. Out of all those complex emotions, there’s one that truly stands out. Contentment.
At the cultural performance in Khajuraho, dancers gave it their all. Their vibrant costumes matched their zealous performance. And even if they weren’t happy, they ensured a smile never left their face.
Everyone has or had an idol at some point in time. It can be a rockstar or a spiritual head. Depends on what you’re inclined to. And when you meet your idol, the joy is palpable.
I’ve found concentration the hardest to master. My mind wanders through space and jumps through multiple universes and realities – all from the comfort of my desk. And that’s the thing with concentration, it’s all in the mind. You learn to control it and the rest will follow.
It isn’t by chance, that most Buddhist monasteries are built, in some of the highest points in the world. In the midst of the mountains and cool wind; it’s hard to hold onto a grudge.
Have you observed guards? They always have a grim expression. No matter which part of the world you’re from. It doesn’t matter if they are re-enacting a ceremony or actually guarding a frontier. A guard must have the same expression. That’s the pre-requisite for being a guard.
You don’t always need a face to build a story. Sometimes, part of the whole is all it takes to make something out of nothing.