This is something we all, must do, sometimes, wait for the right time, sometimes, make this time the best time.
Once it is spoken, it is out there, with the Universe, in the head of the people that heard you, and they have your perspective, and that is important.
By not saying something, you may regret, but by saying, you may have made a mistake. Making a mistake and learning from it is better than regretting.
After speaking, it is a load off, it feels good, also I believe, if you want to say something to someone you must be prepared, if it is a sudden outburst, choose your words carefully.
What could be the consequences of speaking your mind? Losing a friend, losing a job, losing the trust of a family member, maybe not trust but, but where family thinks you are outspoken.
In my opinion, everyone wants someone who is frank, but when we speak our mind, it many not be taken well.
Ok, now the other side, how would you react if someone spoke their mind, and hurt you, said things about you, that may have been true, like too real to take, how would you react???
Would you talk to them again if it was said during an argument, would you resonate with them, would you confront them again. We always want to be the hero, the speaker, and the ones who do are the villans.
Conversation is important, soft, slow, paused conversations are the best.
No wonder, we have conversations over coffee at a cafe, so that we do not overreact in front of people.
Questy Musings is a musing with a question. I have certain questions that keep me busy. Sharing my thoughts aloud, I wonder if this post touched you and made you reflect upon certain aspects of your life, my blog, my write-up here has achieved its mission. See you around soon.
An identity is something we all live with. With each passing day, our priorities change, our personality changes, we change. There is always an urge to improve, to be perform better, to set higher standards. Does this affect who we are? Does it change our identity? Does it change who we are? Or does it push us to who we actually are? The existentialism approach or the identity crisis?
There comes a point in one’s life that this question pops up and we also wonder if it is a right question, because we already have a name, a date of birth, an address, a nationality. The question totally shatters our world when we dig deep into ourselves, but this is the only way to achieve an identity, to find the essence of life and remain content with it.
Quite often we meet people and comment later “Look, how much she/he has changed.” Change is so visible and not accepted easily that people also think twice before changing any aspect of their life if they need to answer the question who she/he is?
I have identified 3 phases of life where one usually questions oneself
While making a career choice.
When someone says the truth about you.
When you meet a larger than life personality in person.
1. While making a career choice.
Who are you and what do you want to do with that information is strongly felt while choosing a career.
An identity is different from one’s character and personal choice. A career must being money and happiness. only if the true you chooses it, it is worth the effort. Thinking of who you are helps you identify your career.
What do you want to do? is a constantly asked question, and a strong one. The answer is sometimes straightforward, sometimes dodged. Adolescents find it difficult to deal with because they are still figuring themselves. Children, on the other hand promptly answer as they do not fear judgement. This judgement is one of the major causes of not finding the real you.
2.When someone says the truth about you
An argument, a fight, a deep conversation contain revelations. Pay strong attention to the words more than the tone. They contain profound observations. If you are hurt, it is usually because you are not able to accept the reality of the situation, and that drives home certain aspects of your personality or character you weren’t aware of.
We are all aware of our hard truths, accept it. That is the only way out. Trying to change who we are is an act. And remember, acting can be stressful.
In certain situations yes, one needs to act, but
Who we are and what we portray are sometimes contrary based on the situation, and that is being smart. But in the bargain, don’t lose the real you, because it would eventually show up.
3. When you meet a larger than life personality in person.
Meeting a larger than life personality like a sportsperson, scientist, author is an experience in itself. We want to know the real them, and are always eager to meet them in person. Why?? Because you think that they are different, that they are successful, that they are blessed, that they have an extra sparkle in their eye.
When you meet them, you feel you have met the real them. That brings in different emotions also questioning who you are, and why can’t you achieve such a larger than life personality. The environment around us triggers question on our existence.
In The Problem of Method, Sartre redefines the focus of existentialism as the individual understood as belonging to a certain social situation, but not totally determined by it. For the individual is always going beyond what is given, with his own aims and projects. https://iep.utm.edu/sartre-ex/#H5
In my understanding, Who we are depends on the social situation Or environment we are in. And a person will always go beyond what is epected from him with his own aims and goals.
Questy Musings is a musing with a question. I have certain questions that keep me busy when i have nothing to do. Sharing my thoughts aloud, I wonder if this post touched you and made you reflect upon certain aspects of your life, my blog, my write-up here has achieved its mission. Let me know who you are? See you around soon.
Fear of the unknown enemy or the corona virus. I make it a point not to write c in capitals for corona virus, I don’t want to give it that status. Statistics are disheartening and looking up official websites always ends with an Oh My God. America is going through a very difficult time.
I finally decided to continue watching series that I hadn’t completed. The Family Man on Amazon Prime Originals. The way the Protagonist, Srikant Tiwari (Manoj Bajpayee), talks to his son, hardly takes up any screen time compare to his ordeals in trying to save the country, leaves me asking for more such conversations. Manoj Bajpayee has a flair for performance and acting comes naturally to him. Also I wonder what’s with the different musical instruments his son is apparently attracted to.
On the work front, acceptance of WFH is building bridges rather than waiting for the Government with further notification. Friends and Family are seen interacting more than usual on the groups. At one point, the messages on Whats App are so frequent that you can be up-to-date without turning on the Television.
Television, reminding me of the telecast of Ramayan and Mahabharat. A well-thought initiative by the Government to keep the Indians occupied at home and reaching out to citizens who don’t have access to the internet. I recently watched an episode where the main actors of Ramayan were invited to The Kapil Sharma Show. They mentioned that they were shooting in remote areas for over 40-45 days, were unaware of the gravity of their screen presence, only to realize it when they returned to the city to find people giving them a Demi-God welcome.
Mahabharat, I had the opportunity of watching it a couple of years after its telecast. My Uncle’s family had recorded all the episodes on video cassettes and I watched it during the vacation. 3 episodes on each tape. Krishna and Dropathi are mesmerizing. Bheeshma is magnanimous. I cried when Abhimanyu was tricked and taken down by the Kauravas.
I am eager to know how the readers of Devdutt Pattanaik’s books on these epics connect to the happenings that unfold everyday on their Television. I listen to his show as a Podcast on Spotify and his speed of speech amazes me.
Hoping that the invisible enemy becomes non-existent, let us pray for a less-eventful week for our medical fraternity.
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