Maturity -thoughts

Maturity is

1.      When you realize *maturity is deliberate of your attitude and not your age.*

2.      When you lose an argument to win a relationship.

3.      When you realize that books are the best gifts you can ever give or get.

4.      When you just stop looking for the "likes" on Facebook.

5.      When you realize that your school teachers are irreplaceable.

6.      When you come to understand the difference between love and crush.

7.      When you start prioritizing your works.

8.      When you realize that the technology now is 4 to 5 decades ahead of your concepts in Engineering.

9.      When you realize that too much of perfection is never worth to live in this world.

10. When you realize how much the social networking sites project you fake.

11. When you stop exaggerating at someone who gives opinions on sex in general.

12. When you realize that life is short to look at things very serious.

13. When you realize that just a sheet of paper filled with marks can't decide your future.

14. When you realize that doctors are not God. They just comfort you in your tough times if you have money.

15. When you stop failing the student to intentionally reduce his internals just to revenge him.(If you are a professor in engineering college especially)

16. When you start realizing that the world doesn't run only because of love. Yes. Selfishness overrules.

17. When you stop pronouncing *Bandage* for Band-aid :P

18. When you realize that trusting someone who betrayed you is the most foolish thing you can ever do.

19. When you realize that technology is also a suppressor, not to the world. But to the individual.

20. When you stop expecting your professors to care for you and motivate in all aspects because 89% fails to do.

21. When you start realizing that people are more important than money.

22. When you start smiling just to ignore people who have hurt you, instead of taking revenge on them.

23. When you realize that marriage is a socially admitted license to have sex. (* yes! sex. Hope you are matured enough not to exaggerate it*)

24. When you realize that I’ m matured enough because I did n’t write sex in bold letters. :p :p

25. But maturity is when you realize that all these will be known to you only when you come across. :p ( After all, maturity starts when the drama ends and hence is life)

With smiles…

Swathi Mohan

(Investing myself completely in the art of living)

PS: By the way, this is my answer on Quora which got "nK" views and Many messages!

Stay grounded

9 slapped 8.

8 asked, "Why did you slap me"?

9 replied, "You are inferior to me, so I slapped you."

Upon hearing this, 8 went to 7 and slapped 7 harder.

When asked by 7 why 8 gave the same reply that 9 said.

"You are inferior to me".

Likewise,

7 slapped 6.
6 slapped 5.
5 slapped 4.
4 slapped 3.
3 slapped 2.
2 slapped 1.

Now 1 has 0 as its inferior.

But, instead of slapping—

1 welcomed 0 with love. Allowed 0 to stand next to it.

The duo became 10.

Tables turned and it is now number 9's turn to get slapped.

Moral:

·         Choose your relations wisely.

·         A good friend is as worthy as 1000 good books.

·         A bad friend is as harmful as 1000 enemies.

·         Even a mighty snake dies if a group of ants attack. Never be proud of your position. Stay grounded.

Ever and anon

One of the greatest lessons that adults can learn from children is the enviable ability to find happiness with simplicity. My cousin's son, have an unconditional love for me and I have fallen for him a few times. Whenever we all get together occasionally he loves to spend time with me solitarily and I have always wondered when all children like him play running here and there, he takes a firm stand to spend his time with me alone. He hugs me often and always wanted to hear the, "when you were me" stories from me.

The same stories told him for a dozen times continue to blossom as fresh flowers.

Once during a rainy day, when the drops bore down mercilessly upon the heart of the city pounding on rooftops  and turning the cobbled streets of the downtown district into a warren of slick stones and muddy waters, the sparrow that is twittering on the edge of the balcony  called up to me this moment, a world of memories that reach over half my lifetime, and a world of hope that stretches farther than any flight of sparrows.

Yes! His hug made me fly.

Whenever he hugs me on the spur of the moment without any particular reason, it meant he wanna hear the same "when you were me" stories. 

He hugged me and asked, "dhidhi! the first day of your school was the longest day for you, isn't?" (which I have said him once)

 I said, " yes, my laddu".

 He again continued just to provoke me," How can a day be longer than 12 hours day, and other 12 hours night. It makes up the same 24 hrs dhidhi" 

"Why not my baby, when you sit with your maths homework or watch Doraemon, don't you feel you have been working out a multiplication for an hour even it is minutes, and had been reading the enchanted episodes of Doraemon for just a few minutes even though you been lost in it for an hour?", I asked.

He didn't reply, excited & continued, "Dhidhi, did you love to do maths homework, or watch Doraemon"

"Oh, dear! I always slept over my maths book whenever I opened it, and your uncle would always pull me up by my long hair and glare at me. One day I told my mom that she should cut my hair very short that it would be easier for her to comb it.But she got me some new oil which helped hair grow thicker and faster! She of course never knew why I wanted my hair short, to prevent my dad pulling me up by my hair!"

 He jumped up and rolled in laughter. And, he would want to hear the story all again. He would again insist me after some time,"Dhidhi,  tell  me why I wanted to have short hair."

He again said excited, " Oh dhidhi once uncle offered you special dinner???"

"Yes! I was very weak to swot up multiplication tables, and once he locked me up in my study until I learned a few tables correctly. The incident at that time was between hot tears and somehow I learned to recite it to my dad's satisfaction and finally he awarded me a special dinner that night, took a time to travel."

He saw me with awe. 

I could literally feel he was little confused to feel comfortable with his weaknesses or work hard even behind locked doors to vanquish them. The beauty of the story is that he accepted both possibilities. It makes him closer to me while sharing my weakness, and made them look up to me while struggling with his weaknesses. Neither the weakness nor the strength was a barrier between us; they became a way to bond us. He did not look me up as a formidable elder who intruded in his life, but someone who was pushing him beyond his reach, as a friend who walks with him.

In fact, I learnt how to be simply happy and rediscover the eternal child within me. 

 ‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’ 

With smiles...

Swathi Mohan

(Investing myself completely in the art of living)

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