Pain is weakness leaving the body

I had always been making excuses and avoiding exercising. I would just not get up and hit the floor, as if workouts repelled me outright. But recently after my civil services mains examination I decided to shed those,  embarrassing extra kilos. Earlier, I always had a bunch of pre prepared excuses ready, like

1) Going to Gym is nothing special, rather it can be easily replaced with exercising at home.

2) Going to Gym may not be the best option for health, as one will regain fat after quitting gym.

3) I just cannot exercise.

4) I can easily control diet and there is no need for me to join a Gym.

5)Barriers To Workout and How to Overcome Them  etc.

Then suddenly, a thought struck my mind that, may be, I am just avoiding something very good and important because of inertia. May be all excuses were to avoid the pain which is part of a process towards something great.

At that very moment, I decided to join a Gym. My first day at Gym was in itself a journey, towards a new discovery about myself. I realised that though there is pain involved but pain is not the only thing. Rather pain is just a small part of something grand and great. The enthusiasm, the vigour, the exuberance, the excitement one experiences after exercising make a person feel lively and worthy.

One gets to encounter the hidden strength of body and mind. One can test the strength of will-power or may use exercise to increase it.

Now, the objective has totally shifted from loosing weight to getting FIT and increasing stamina. Though, I must confess that I am still in nascent stages of exercising.

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But,the show must go on. I want to reach the pinnacle of my health.


Love this poem by Shree Harivanshrai bachhan ji

Whenever, I read this insightful creation something just strikes the cords of my heart. It feels as if the essence of life is put before my eyes in the most simple and enchanting way.

जो बीत गई सो बात गई

जो बीत गई सो बात गई

जीवन में एक सितारा था
माना वह बेहद प्यारा था
वह डूब गया तो डूब गया
अम्बर के आनन को देखो
कितने इसके तारे टूटे
कितने इसके प्यारे छूटे
जो छूट गए फिर कहाँ मिले
पर बोलो टूटे तारों पर
कब अम्बर शोक मनाता है
जो बीत गई सो बात गई

This lovely thought points towards the inevitability of joy and pain during the course of our life. It ,then suggests the ways to deal with our pain. It exhorts us to see our tribulations and strife in the larger context of our existence.It highlights that how all of us forget that gaining and loosing, birth and death are not unique but are rather, quite usual phenomenon faced by lots of people. But in our narrow restricted interpretations we feel that all hell has broken on us, even when faced with most usual problems or failures of life.

जीवन में वह था एक कुसुम
थे उसपर नित्य निछावर तुम
वह सूख गया तो सूख गया
मधुवन की छाती को देखो
सूखी कितनी इसकी कलियाँ
मुर्झाई कितनी वल्लरियाँ
जो मुर्झाई फिर कहाँ खिली
पर बोलो सूखे फूलों पर
कब मधुवन शोर मचाता है
जो बीत गई सो बात गई

जीवन में मधु का प्याला था
तुमने तन मन दे डाला था
वह टूट गया तो टूट गया
मदिरालय का आँगन देखो
कितने प्याले हिल जाते हैं
गिर मिट्टी में मिल जाते हैं
जो गिरते हैं कब उठतें हैं
पर बोलो टूटे प्यालों पर
कब मदिरालय पछताता है
जो बीत गई सो बात गई

मृदु मिटटी के हैं बने हुए
मधु घट फूटा ही करते हैं
लघु जीवन लेकर आए हैं
प्याले टूटा ही करते हैं
फिर भी मदिरालय के अन्दर
मधु के घट हैं मधु प्याले हैं
जो मादकता के मारे हैं
वे मधु लूटा ही करते हैं
वह कच्चा पीने वाला है
जिसकी ममता घट प्यालों पर
जो सच्चे मधु से जला हुआ
कब रोता है चिल्लाता है
जो बीत गई सो बात गई।।

In search of new horizons

As humans, we are always curious about the right way to do things or, say, finding out things which can give us pleasure. In this quest, we lose touch with our real self. The external influences alter our thoughts to adjust according to the norms accepted by all or we ourselves become conscious of external judgement. This altered state makes our expressions a reflection of what others want to see in us. However, our true dilemma remains unexplored. Our own personal thoughts remain buried deep inside in want of voice. Through this blog, I’ll try to give expression to my true self and explore the unexplored. As I believe, whenever we start putting our thoughts into words, something magical happens like a beautiful butterfly coming out of a cocoon; a person becomes more aware of one’s thoughts, ideas become more clear and above all writing gets one thinking about issues which are in their subconscious.