But well this started with my husband receiving calls from somewhere around North Karnataka. Now don’t ask me what kind of cosmic connection Rocky has with North Karnataka, but there you go. All the numbers who misdial are from that side.. having similar denominations.

Typically, Rocky being used to many wrong number calls, he starts off responding to Kannada Dialect with his Assamese dialect and typically, the person on the other line disconnects coming to the conclusion that it is not his number.

What is more interesting that we have had our numbers from past 10 years and have not changed it and well the spate of wrong calls have been increasing for the past year.

Case X :

This caller turned out to be more painful than the others…

Day 1 : Caller ( an old lady voice )  calls and Rocky responds in his Assamese dialect. Caller drops the phone.

Caller calls again …. and again…. and again… after a spate of about 15 minutes.

The “you speak your lingo and I speak mine” obviously did not work.

Rocky puts this number in his address book addressed as “@(&#^ moron” and we forget about it after having a short laugh.

Day 2 : Caller ( the same old lady voice) calls again and says .. Hella!!Hella !! Helaaaa !!! ???? Yaru ( In Kannada : who is this) !!!!!

Rocky keeps talking nonsense in his lingo and well she puts down the phone.

Day 3 : Day 4 : Day 5 : This keeps on repeating.

And to add to it, the first call would  be this old lady and after that she would call her husband or son to make the call again.. maybe thinking that a male voice would scare Rocks.

But Rocky  being Rocky undettered , sometimes puts hard rock or the radio near the phone sometimes generally talks whatever he feels like. I can see Rocks getting pissed with the Hellaaaa !! bit..

I am meanwhile watching this without much reaction.. to see who will give up first..

But Rocky keeps trying to invent creative ways to make them drop the phone.

Day 6 : while we were having tea, in the morning, suddenly this number calls again… Fed up of this, I pick up the phone and tell them in Kannada that its the wrong number and why dont they stop calling ??

Caller sheepishly apologizes and drops the call.

Every other day, the caller keeps calling and sometimes, Rocky just keeps it on silent but then otherwise, he ignores it.. sometimes, he really gets irritated…

One day, I see Rocky searching You Tube for some Kannada Dialouges.. funny dialouges to spout when the caller calls..

I still very much ignore his efforts.. To me, I know till Rocky does something crazy to have his anger satisfied, he will not stop.. and its fun actually watching him come up with newer methods..

Day N : Caller again calls Hellaaaa !!! ???? !!

At this time, I think I was working with some music.. it was evening time… and while I was key banging in rhythm with the music, the living room had its light dimmed…

Suddenly, I hear Rocky skipping on alternate legs, dancing and singing.,…. loudly to the phone….. Helllaaa ??? Hellaaa !!HELLA !! LIGHT FORCE !! K&N …Helllaaa ??? Hellaaa !!HELLA !! LIGHTFORCE !! K&N …Helllaaa ??? Hellaaa !!HELLA !! LIGHTFORCE !! K&N …Helllaaa ??? Hellaaa !!HELA !! LIGHTFORCE !! K&N … ( by the way, if you are wondering what Rocky was shouting, he was randomly shouting the names of some car accessories brands.. )

with the now not so soothing music.. .. .

I was like :O :O :O …

Rocky does not sing… so seeing him jumping around and singing to the phone was a sight to see…

I was rolling with laughter… till tears came out of my eyes..

Suffice it to say, the calls stopped for a while…

But I have to update saying that after that while, the calls still continue… now, we just keep it on silent, praying that it goes off..

Caller refuses to believe that our number is the wrong number..

GAHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!

LOL !!!

I love this cartoon..

DHARMA THE CAT SAYS: “Comparisons are odious!”

Courtesy : Dharma The Cat Cartoons

Having relatives is a joy as well as sometimes exhausting. Even though I love them so much.. it is very evident that whatever I do, I always fall short.. Spend money on them, I am a spendthrift, get them all they want to eat, I am overdoing on the eating… take them shopping or generally on an outing, taking care of them by making them as comfortable as they can be, still I am always not so good as their some other niece who earns some x lacs of money and has some fancy home and inlaws living abroad.. oh and has a flat with 7 rooms in it..

It does not matter that this so called niece does not give a damn about this couple who are so dear to me. Their map of me is not my reality but I am so tired of it all…

I realise that its useless showing them how much I care by giving all of it… I cannot and do not want to compare to the so called niece or nephew who have so called big money and whatever…

Sometimes, I think as we age and with sudden static exposures to the genereation x, the labelling of success does come with what material things and real estate one owns..

I tried with respect to show that all the money and fame does not matter if at the end of the day, you are not with your loved ones and are not happy personally.

I tried to show them that it is not money but an unconditional loving heart that will take ALL of someone’s idiosyncracies, tantrums, accusations, some judgements on our lifestyle, and a whole lot of chaos that loved ones bring, with a pinch of salt and still love them anyways, to give them anything, anything, what the heart desires… and make it a reality for them, even if I do not earn x lacs of amt from some x organistaion and do not have inlaws living abroad…

Then the logical me puts it down to their experiences and beliefs that its a sin to spend money to make oneself happy, a soul which has experienced richest of the rich to the utter low of poverty, its no wonder that all that comes with money comes with guilt….

But why the comparison ?  Sometimes, I wonder, why not be happy with what one has.. therein lies the key to contentment…

I am happy with what little I have and extremely grateful for the same.. and I have been successful to be okay with cheap shots that relatives take.. but somehow maybe because I love this soul so much, it hurts to think that I cannot satisfy her in anyways…

Damned if I do, damned if I dont… therein lies the irony of my reailty… and I have to accept it and I have accepted it…

It took me a while to accept relatives of all cadres, greedy, vindictive, loving, selfish, kind, wise…. and remove all of the adjectives from them and see them as they are.. I see them as souls…who are also going about their life doing what they believe is right..  It took me a while to seperate them from my reality and online space and keep them in the category of compassionate detachment and love which enables me to co exist with them socially without really getting bothered about them since they do not belong to my inner space. And thats all fine.. I am past it … with all good thoughts and loads of lessons and the understanding that we belong to one big tree and we have to hang together.. even if I decide to hang myself inside deep foliage… I cannot deny the roots… sigh..

It took me a while to let me see as they would see me.. and understand why they would think or feel the way they do … and I do understand.. I am not perfect but I have the power to go beyond my beliefs and create new ones.

But what of the few that belong to my inner space. My only cousin sister, who I cherish the most but who I think hates me the most and puts me through some terrible tests… ( another irony), My only brother, who I would have loved to guide, but he seems to have chosen his own path, and I can only watch helplessly… and my loving aunts who care for me like their own and yet I can never do anything right for some of them… SIgh…

I am tired….. the reactive impulse is to judge and berate, but the love and memories of her knitting me sweaters, memories of her singing to me, swinging me to sleep late into the evening, feeding me and talking to me, telling me stories, making me laugh with her wild expressive jokes in her heydays… now makes me look at her with compassion and I try to take it all in… because I know life has been harsh to her, she is getting old and lives in her own reality…

That is why I think LOVE being one of the most brillant emotion which could take a soul beyond any obstacles can bring so much pain and hurt… so what if the brain understands the reality… and logic but the heart does not want to understand this … just wants some reassurance that no matter what I do, I am ok…. is it too much… yes I think, its too much for souls entrapped in their own realities… and I have to co exist with it…

I have to disassociate… and I do … but the child in me … wants to rush to the warm arms of her loved ones and have them pick me up without much thought and fling me up with joy… and catch me back and put the nose in my belly button tickle me and laugh my sad thoughts out….

Yes… its not difficult to experience this… in my mind… and have that belief as reailty… that cannot be taken away..

So yeah inner space is also filled with chaos.. its good to watch it and then create a sense of acceptance that would seem like order… and move on… Accept and move on…

Well this post is more about my thoughts rather than the actual movie. But first let me talk about the movie. The movie on the whole was very predictable and very loosely hung lets say. The script has taken some bits of everything and tried to make a unique concept which did not serve the case.

I would not go into too much details, but from my little knowledge of delving with the abstract, I could see shades of Native American Shaman techniques, NLP, Hynosis, Induced Hypnosis and many more modalities that I practise teach or am familiar with . So right from the beginning of the movie, the moment the concept of dream and extracting thoughts came into the picture, the whole story unfolded in my mind within seconds.   No mystery was there..

So given that background, I did find movie bit of a drag and repetitive.

Going by Leo’s role, I could not connect with the character like I connected with him in Departed or Catch me if you can or even the much glamorised Titanic.. He seemed like someone having a fixed expression in his face and I did not much like the repeats of so many scenes. It kind of threw the interest around a bit.

Liked the cinematography to a certain extent.  But was not amazed by it. Also I was of the impression that half the movie was spent with people ( or projections ) running after our team with guns.. Found lots of gaps in the story but then well, I think thats very personal perception and will leave it at that.

It was not an exciting experience like the Matrix, but well I guess it could be a one time watch for me. Thats it. Hubby liked it. So well you might just like it.

Things I liked about the movie.

Now heres where I admire the script for introducing little seeds of thoughts to the movie watchers, even if it was through some A-Z story which could be quite confusing for a watcher who does not go with some background on the concept.  Matrix had this covered. The story became the concept and no matter who would watch it, would get the idea..

Here are some seeds of thought processes that we could actually implement with practice.

1. Extracting a root thought which is destructive to us and implanting a thought that is of benefit to us.
2. Extracting beliefs and experiences which does not allow us to move forward and replacing with a dream or an experience which can very well start being our reality.
3. Letting go of the past and creating a new future.. via this…
4. Removing phobias and creating new habits/realities..

Yeah and if you are interested, I would recommend you experience NLP . Am not promoting this but the movie has forced me to map the events to what is being already practiced. 

Today morning while talking to my dear aunt about something which she does, inspite of knowing that its bad for her, I get the pat reply from her that : I like it… and I wont change for nuts..

Well suffice it to say, I am known to be very much like this darling aunt of mine, a package of contradictions and its scary sometimes, how I can see myself in her and her in me..

So well, a post formed in my mind.. about the bad habits I liked.. and would not give it up, knowing that I like it.. and well it is not so good for me in the long run.. .:)

So here I go.

1. Watching TV while I eat. There is something comforting about this.. cannot tell you..
2. Sleeping and reading a book without bothering for much light.
3. I love walnuts and however much I try, I just cannot stop eating them. Rocky is exasperated and is trying to get me out of it but NOPE, I keep doing it.
4. Shopping without thought, when I am stressed. Though I am limiting it to window shopping, it still has not gone out of my mind.
5. Cannot get over the fascination over desserts.. I can eat till it makes me sick and its worth it.. buhahah a!!
6. Pickles : I can get sick on tamarind and sweet and sour pickles..
7. Knowing when a situation is bad, and then actually waiting sadistically to unveil itself to prove that right and then bemoaning the very fact.. when it comes to me.. Stupid.. I know.. GAH to me
8. Extremely lazy to take up any form of exercise
9. Hates getting up early.. even though I like it once I am up
10. never takes good advice which I dole out to my friends.. for myself.. am pretty good at ignoring me..
11. And some more….

Now for the good part..

At least I know I have them, makes for a good list to get rid or to convert into a habit which helps me. So here goes the plan.. am trying to commit to adhering to it.. but its so interesting how familiarity breeds comfort every now and then, I tend to go back..

1. Have meals early and watch whatever I watch later..
2. Find a comfortable position to read.. maybe a different time helps..
3. Hide the box of walnuts in such a place so that I get reminded only once in a while.. he he .. That is working
4. Window shopping is good.. Now I treat myself to limited window shopping and maybe just maybe buy something very small to trick the mind..
5. Dont have a plan on the Desserts.. YUM.. I am already drooling.. :)
6. Have different pickles to change my tastes..
7. Well I have decided that enough is enough.. and its alright to test the self but not at the cost of cutting off my nose to spite my face.. : Plan is to plod on giving 100 percent.. even if the situation looks bad.. sigh.. I have test myself again.. on this..
8. Exercise : Got myself some videos to work with it in the evenings. .he he
9. Still hate getting up early.. NO PLAN there..
10. Listen more to self more than anyone.. it works..
11. rest Later.. I am still developing it..

Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me : Its not getting to me :

Maybe if I say it aloud for a number of time, I will be in a dimension where none of this matter.. LOL ( and I am the Pope)

Carry on Baruah !!

Lets look at the positive moments :

• Conversations with old school friends.
• Meeting old friends.
• Warm hugs
• The feeling of going home to family..
• More time to read
• More time to practice Dharma
• More time to cultivate patience and tolerance

Life is already looking good..

Going through one of my many troubled manifestations.  Though I keep telling my friends that we manifest good as well as bad.. well I did manifest my fears and a bad outcome.. so well I was hitting myself with tap to check.. and figure out why I did it.. Karma is quick to bite and quick to teach a lesson and I like to think I am a good student.. so what if I digress once in a while.. I think I do that to reiterate steps that is ingrained in me but forgotten when I get muddled with irrelevant stuff.

Well like in NLP, I think all behavior has some good intention, this does too and I can see it.

I will only take feedback and will not accept it as a failure.. Dissociating with the situation first..helped me..

So while I was going through some calm abiding meditation to guide myself out of this maze that keeps pushing me to react and to blame, I see that I own FULL responsibility of what I am facing today.. and with that acceptance I am calm and focused on moving only forward. All around me is nothing my manifestations of my own fears and my weaknesses.  That is not all of me.. I have the greater part who always makes them weaknesses as strengths… I AM the only one who can change this and so I shall..

And this just summarizes what I saw as a direction today morning.. as I was reflecting..

Serene Self-Assurance
Gemini Daily Horoscope

You may be making decisions with confidence and assurance today, which could be due to your sense of self-composure. Approaching problems in a collected and calm way might be difficult, but you could find that it allows you to focus on every aspect of a problem with equanimity. By bringing this sense of equanimity to your life, you may be more able to see a wider picture of what is going on. Should you be faced with a choice that is difficult today, you might first consider paying attention to your breath, letting it calm and relax you. As you breath, try to notice the things that surround you—your environment, the people, the issues. You might notice that with a continuing focus on your breath, you are able to more fully give everything your full attention and listen to others with a greater sense of openness and self-possession.

Confidence often comes from being calm, cool, and collected. There are times when we are called upon to make decisions when we automatically switch into a form of panic mode. Whenever this happens, we do not approach the situation carefully and with awareness, and we are never sure of what we ultimately decide. Our breath, however, has the power to help us. Through its constant and gentle rhythm we slow down and become more conscious of those around us and what we need to do. Using your breath as a tool to relax you today will make you feel secure about the decision you have to make.