Purnima ka chand

In an alternate universe, I'd be a college professor living in the mountains, but instead of grading papers I'd be grading my gardening skills, and my personal library would be filled with books on how to get my cat to stop eating my plants, and my free time would be spent trying to outsmart the squirrels that keep stealing my lunch..

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8) Who or what is on your mind?

Well baarish bahot ho rhi hai idhar to pakodee khane ki badi तीव्र इच्छा hai

11) What three words describe you?

A keatingesque darwinian scholar.

love is the most violent act.

I think our existence is shaped by two organs more than anything else: the gut and the brain.

The gut keeps the body alive. The brain gives that life meaning.

One feeds your body. The other feeds your existence.

From an evolutionary perspective, the brain was never designed to seek truth first. It was designed to keep you alive. That's why when you're starving, your intelligence almost becomes irrelevant. You don't think about poetry, philosophy, or the meaning of life. Your entire consciousness shrinks to a single question.

Where do I find food?

For millions of years, survival came before everything else. And our brains still carry that ancient wiring.

But the same is true in reverse.

You can have a full stomach and still feel unable to function. If your mind is restless, distracted, or trapped in something unresolved, even the simplest task starts feeling heavy. Your body has the energy, but your mind has already checked out.

Maybe that's what living well really is.

Not having the strongest body or the sharpest mind, but finding a rhythm between the two.

A gut that isn't fighting for survival. A brain that isn't fighting itself.

When the gut is satisfied, the brain is finally free to wander. To question. To create. To wonder.

And maybe that's also why philosophy, skepticism, and even atheism often flourish only after our basic needs are met. Not because poverty makes people less capable of thinking, but because hunger leaves very little room for abstraction.

You can't spend your day debating the existence of God when you're worried about your next meal. A starving mind doesn't ask, What is the meaning of life? It asks, How do I survive today?

Only when survival stops demanding all your attention does the brain become free to ask questions that go beyond survival.

Maybe happiness has never been about choosing between the body and the mind.

Maybe it's simply about keeping the conversation between them alive.

Someone who has something to say , someone you can feel good with despite talking or just sitting in silence. You give me that kind of vibe . It's good .

lemme just share what i currently wrote in my diary..

Allow yourself to make new mistakes.

मैंने देखा है कि

इंसान को गलतियाँ नहीं रोकतीं।

गलतियों की कल्पना रोकती है।

जो अभी हुई भी नहीं,

उनका डर,

अक्सर उन कामों को मार देता है

जो कभी शुरू ही नहीं हुए।

शायद इसलिए हम planning में सुकून ढूँढ लेते हैं।

क्योंकि planning में failure नहीं होता।

सिर्फ संभावना होती है।

लेकिन ज़िंदगी संभावनाओं से नहीं,

प्रयासों से बदलती है।

मैं तो बस इतना मानता हूँ कि

अगर आपकी गलतियाँ नई हैं,

तो इसका मतलब है कि आपकी ज़िंदगी भी पुराने दायरों से बाहर निकल रही है।

एक ही गलती दोहराना मूर्खता हो सकती है,

लेकिन नई गलती,

अक्सर किसी नए इंसान के जन्म की कीमत के बराबर होती है। So,

Allow yourself to make new mistakes.

क्योंकि अंत में,

आपकी योजनाएँ याद नहीं रखी जाएँगी,

याद रखा जाएगा कि आपने बनाया क्या।

Interesting.

Shout out to @wtafananya for spamming my blog😁