True Freedom in Life

Too many people spend money they haven’t earned to buy things they don’t want to impress people they don’t like. – Will Rogers

When I was child, I had this recurring dream of flying like a bird.
It happened over and over again.
Sometimes, the bird flew over farms.
At other times, the bird flew over mountains.
After a few years, I got used to this visceral feeling of freedom.

However, true freedom didn’t come that easy in life as in my recurring childhood dreams.
I had to learn. Then un-learn.

Somewhere along this life, I found true freedom and aspiring to get more liberation of the mind.

I learnt I am not here to impress anybody.

I don’t need the speed cars.
I don’t need the big house.
I don’t need a rich husband.
I don’t need to be a trophy wife.
I don’t need 500$ boots or shoes.
I don’t need any jewelry.
I don’t need any fancy clothing.
I don’t need a sexy job.
I don’t need a big yacht.
In fact, I don’t need anything fancy at all.
I just need the bare essentials.

Can you pause for a moment and think about how liberating it is to live this way?

Nothing brings me up or down anymore.
Nothing really matters anymore.
Happiness is a choice.
It is not dependent on anything.

There are many learnings in life that are very liberating. And, most of the those learnings don’t come easy. You work hard to get there. But, once you get there to the learning point, there is no going back.

I wish both you and me speedy liberation of our mind.


The VibHuti – The story behind the white streak on my forehead

In many cultures across the globe, ash has a special spiritual meaning.

VibHuti (or Holy Ash), also called Thiruneeru or Vibhooti, is a word that has several meanings in Hinduism. Generally, it is used to denote the sacred ash which is made of burnt dried wood in prayer ceremonies.

Appa, Amma or Thatha would put VibHuti on my forehead when I was a child. Several elders in the family would also put VibHuti on my forehead as they blessed me during festivals. I also got Vibhuti when I visited temples.

To carry the practice forward, I put VibHuti on the boys forehead.

I am not very religious. So, as the grown up me puts on Vibhuti on myself, it is a reminder of how fickle existence is as we know it is. It is a reminder to me not to take anything too damn seriously. It is a reminder that I’ll return to the dust one day.

Because I went to Catholic schools where the nuns taught me, I am alsofamilar with Ash Wednesday
“Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.” (Eccl. 12:7).

“In Life, Hinduism asserts, that one should be humble and remember his status, that is of his Mortality.

Accepting Mortality wholeheartedly calls for great effort, and once you accept this, you would not behave in such a way that hurts others.

Because the Vibhuti represents the Ashes one’s Body is turned into after death, the applying of Vibhuti reminds one constantly of his mortality.”

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Let us remove the IN from the word Intolerance

Everybody has the right.
Everybody has the right to think what they want to.
Everybody has the right to do what they want to.

It doesn’t matter who they voted for.
It doesn’t matter what their beliefs or disbeliefs are.

Everybody has a reasoning for what they do and why they do it.
It is not easy to see through somebody’s eyes or walk in their shoes.

So, I have learnt to practice tolerance.
Then, to top that, I am slowly learning to practice acceptance.
It hasn’t been easy. But, one has got to try. Right?

I know the questions plaguing your mind.

What? Why? How?

Here is my response to all your questions about why to “accept” somebody who’s beliefs are not the same as yours?

Here is why:
I have realized over the decades that the cords that bind us to humanity are much more stronger than the occasional discordant notes that spell separate.

Re-read that last sentence.

I am confident you will get it.
That is why I will be waiting to greet you at the tolerance/acceptance intersection.
Don’t keep me waiting too long. I can be quite the impatient jerk.

So, let us remove the IN from the word Intolerance. Agreed?

The Story of Two Mis-Fits

This is freaking high school. It is finals month.
Kids are cramming.
Moms are insisting the importance of cramming.
That is how the game is played this month.

Instead of studying, Adi is mixing Tamil movie dance hits and having me be the tester for his mixing skills with shared headphones.
I start out talking about the importance of grades..but quickly get sucked into the mixing gala and turn the discussion to how he could not only take over the Austin music scence but also gain valuble experience and make some really money if he DJed.

In this world of chasing grades and colleges, we are two mis-fits that don’t belong.

Do you think there is any hope for us?
I don’t see it.


Hopeless son.
Even more hopeless mom.

5 Love Languages

We think everybody is like us.
We want everybody to be like us.

Not everybody is like us.
Each person is different.
Each person is unique.
Everybody wants to be loved in their own unique way.

I realized several years ago that I was using motivating “terms” that worked on me with Kumar and Adi. Didn’t work. It backfired so badly. It was very frustrating.

After several years of trying to figure it out..I hit a brick wall. That is when one of my friends pointed me to “5 Love Languages”. It was a Eureka moment.

I did the “5 Love Languages” quiz. I also had Adi and Kumar do the quiz. It lead the three of us to understand how each of us wants to be loved. We discussed and laughed about it.

For several months, we worked on using the “love language” that was needed by the other person and not the one we wanted for ourselves. Initially, it was hard work…because we were changing our auto-pilot natural way of being and doing. But, like building muscle or adapting a habit, it eventually came to us. We still lapse. But, we know now how to get back on track.

You would think it is common sense to love as somebody wants to be loved. But, alas, as you know, common sense is not so common.

Do yourself a favor. Take the quiz. Have the family take the quiz. Have a discussion afterwards. Laugh about it and promise to each other to honor them and love them as they want to be loved.

And, tell me how it goes.

Even if you don’t believe in this, go through the exercise to see things from a different perspective than you would normally see.

Trust me. It will be one of the best things you did for yourself and for your relationship with the ones that truly matter in your life.