Always Go with Your Gut Instinct

I believe it's your seventh sense, yes you read it right "seventh sense" when all six senses work together simultaneously it forges into a seventh sense.


The seventh sense is led by your heart's desire. Case in point; a local designer known through a close contact use to accommodate me for exquisite pieces on installments, my desire of wearing designer apparel was no longer a dream until my career path took an unexpected turn that consummated in a job with this very person but it turned out that I was working for a redundant version of myself, knowing the fact that I tend to be intolerable for others she became the same for me and I reversed gears back to my original path, however not realizing that I had bumped into her ego while reversing and now exquisite designer pieces may cost me a hefty amount of funds inclusive of a complimentary bag of chaos. Of course I still plan on adding that shirt to my wardrobe even if I have to snip her tag off; as my gut instinct is screaming at the top of its lungs, "you do not pay twenty three thousand to satisfy a hungry ego!”


Over the last three years I have exuberantly worked to fit myself into boutique apparel however every now and then two of my heart's desires end up in war on the battle field; Levis skinny jeans or Espresso chicken strips and of course the stimulation between the brain and the heart starts to hit 100 mph but knowing me my heart just pumps it up to 200 mph and wins the battle hands down. And although I haven't been on the treadmill since last week, my colleague's "do you really need to" look nor my seventh sense could avert my attempt at a second serving of buttered popcorn as my emotional addiction conquers all.


This war amongst my brain and heart is as worse than the Hundred Years War and has never intended of coming to peace yet I am always on the sideline cheering for my brain and secretly hoping the heart wins, this morning is such a case in point when I had decided to skip breakfast due to the lack of time however the reminder going off in my brain made sure I still had a hot organic lemonade my early morning health drink which mentally assures me of my assumed weight loss....which at this point gives me the satisfaction of listening to my heart and makes me wonder where could I satisfy my current desire of blueberry frozen yogurt......


This is a never ending war which we witness every day, some are strong survivors, some are weak warriors but when it comes to love even the strongest tend to collapse at the instance of a glance......


Your gut instinct tells you right at the beginning whether to make that call or not, yet your heart woos you into giving life another chance which is basically underlying hope of not getting hurt this time...And when you hang up the phone seven months later you curse the day you gave life the benefit of the doubt and denied your seventh sense....the seventh sense in my books is God's nudge....which I should have accepted instead of minimizing the window......


But that's not always the case with normal human creatures that carry narcissism as a shield and egotism as their first aid kit. My unfortunately damaged skill of putting myself before other creatures has bruised my back to the extent that now I walk with a clotted hump....hopefully that will make the pain more bearable. The human creature is a complex mechanism once programmed a certain way refuses to accept different programming. Eccentrically an odd majority of these creatures are programmed a certain way who reject input from creatures which may be programmed another way.


My programming is wired from the heart leading to the dreams department and directly switches on the hope button, but according to the mass programming I need to be re-wired hence my back has been tampered with sharp objects numerously as an attempt to "re-wiring". But the safety lock has never let any one through; of course the wires do get jerked every now and then due to the tampering my brain requires a jump-start every now and then, before it gets back into gear.


A magnificent piece of engineering would be the opposite sex, yes both made of different ingredients opting for different motives is life. Another such character walked into my office the other day so subtly brutal that I could not even feel that I was being objectified by this sweet looking old man, my colleague who carries an extra bag of gut instincts had gone red with her nose about to explode in fury and I watched as usual thinking, shall I protest every time or just come to peace; smile and walk away as usual.....


Each morning after kissing my dad good bye, I start the car with a solitary mind, my own dreams, my hopes, my own morals and my own virtues....place them all in my gut instinct and drive towards a new battle field. Life has taught me that nature intended for man to be an animal, but God intended civilization.....civilization has crafted itself yet gone back to the basics in an uncanny way....every creature is an animal in disguise, every human is prey waiting to be swallowed by the vultures.


Despite the segregation amongst the humans and creatures, we all have one thing in common "the seventh sense".

Quest a la' Bunny

Growing up I had heard so much about the Empress Market from my father. I never had the opportunity to visit; despite my new-found freedom…it never even occurred to me that I am old enough to explore this market (treasure, I had heard) on my own. So after 25 years, on one Sunday morning I finally decided to go on an adventure, My adventure kit included, my white car, my liz claireborne purse, a bottle of water and Abdullah uncle as my trustee side-kick. So after informing my dad and retrieving sufficient funds from his wallet I began my journey...

Quite a short journey it turned out to be, upon my arrival I started with my first venture, Murghi wala who seemed very keen on fooling the unfamiliar face as did the machli wala, the sabzi wala and the fruit wala aswell. The only person I found interested in assuring his rightful duties was the gentleman who had provided services of carrying my groceries.

My most desperate quest was for a pet, I had always desired to have a dog while I was growing up. Unfortunately as I was pressed on time and the grocery shopping alone had taken two hours, I decided to discontinue my partial adventure and head home.

On my way home I came across Delhi colony which is somewhat a grocery market in it's own. I decided to purchase some fish for dinner, as soon as I was done with the monger, I locked my trunk, ignited the engine and as I turned left around the corner...."Oh my God !" I shrieked with joy,  there they were locked in a net bag under the chirping chickens, I stopped and parked my car on the side. I asked one of the boys from the meat shop to bring them to me,....it was love at first sight, their white furry faces with twitching pink noses and the sad look in the eyes just melted my heart into getting ripped off, yes I paid double the amount of their actual cost; the vendor charged me extra for my excitement and the fact that I did not want to eat them.

They sat in the leg area for the passenger front seat on the way home, as soon as I pulled in the garage I handed them to Abdullah uncle to give them a bath and he took them with a look on his face that said "Baji I will defend you against the worst robbers if I have to, but this is an impossible task", of course I welcomed that look with a smile and said "they are your new best friends so learn to like them".

I was really scared letting them out on the first day, as I recalled a memory of when I was twelve and with the same feeling as today I had purchased a baby chick and two minutes after letting it out of the basket I watched it fly away in the talons of an eagle. But I mentally prepared myself as I do not like to keep living things in a cage unless they actually deserve it, so I let them out in the garden, prayed to God and went to bed with a tingling in my stomach. The next morning before leaving for work I scanned the garden for two white furballs which were no where to be found and with disappointment I checked with Abdullah uncle, upon which he confirmed that the female was abducted by a wild cat and the male remains in the hole dug during his stay overnight.

A week passed by and he wiggled me good morning every day before I left for work, I was pleased but still refraining from getting attached to my furry friend. But now my "garden scans" had become less frequent, as in once in 15 days, mostly in the middle of the night "oh my God, I hope he's still there". 

It has been two months and after two months of refraining from emotional attachment, I decided that he ain't going anywhere hence I might as well just give him a name, "Bunny Rabbit, Bugsy, Bunny Boo, Bugs Bunny, Butterbuny and Honey Bunny" (still thinking!!!) and of course such decisions require elaborate thinking and advisory, so I shall be hippity hopping on my way to Zurain's tonight for some coffee and bunny name questing.

I dare to be myself.

The little girl inside refuses to grow up, I never want her to grow up. I hide her in my skin, there is no any place for her in the human jungle. Her imagination is her reality, she believes there is a meadow in her room blooming with white daisies, she dances to an inaudible tune with shower of sunlight drenching the walls of her bedroom. Her eyes glow at the sight of strawberries, butterflies melt her heart to butter and God is her best friend.
As I step out of my room I lock her inside and throw the keys in my bag, every step towards the car remind me of reality, work, the plastic smiles, the pointless mind numbing chatter of the social butterflies, the fear of my boss, the sarcasm of my colleagues....men looking elsewhere instead of directly at my face whilst discussing business...ugh....this world is not for her or is she not for this world...
 
Reality of life:

• You and only you are responsible for your situation in life.
• Never let anyone find out your weakness.
• Never be held hostage by your feelings.
• You have flaws just like everyone else that doesn’t mean your less than anyone else.
• God is your only true friend; respect him and he will never let go because he is the only one who can give you selfless true love.
• NO ONE has the right to treat you like crap no matter how much you love them or how much they love you.
• Never allow anyone to put you down because of what they have done for you.
• You were born alone you will die alone.
• You don't always get what you want; sometimes worse, sometimes better.
• Never think your better than any one.
• Never disrespect any human being, we are all God's creatures.
• God is watching 24/7.
• NEVER GET EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED TO ANYONE OR ANYTHING – EVER.
• Expectations lead to disappointments - DO NOT expect anything from any one EVER.
• Always go with your gut instinct.
• Integrity is the KEY.