Diary of a Mad Man

                                                                                Its very usual for me to walk up to the maître d' at a 5 star and ask for a table for 2. Girl friends, business partners, colleagues or just someone from the family always accompanied me for lunch or dinner.  Its a fun experience tasting new kinds of food. From having good food from the road side, tasting new spices to going to a different state to taste the authentic local food, has been my forte. I love Mexican, Thai, French and Italian but I have tried almost every cuisine known to man, except cannibalism. I have been to so many places for food that I can't even recall. But it was usually with a person. A few months back while driving back from office, I was speaking to my friend. She told me...

Most of us have a really hard time forgiving a person who hurt us. Its very hard for us to let go of all the feelings and just move on. The feelings may come back from time to time but there are some easy steps to get rid of them completely. Its a tried and tested method and trust me it works. For the past one year I have not had any bad thoughts. I have been completely happy and content with myself. Even I was hurt a year back by a very selfish person, but I learnt to let it go. Stopped cribbing about everything and just moved on. Anyway here are the steps : 1. Throw away everything that the person had gifted you. Selling might be a good option cause you can use that money to buy yourself something good, but if you are like me you would end up throwing everything in a river. The watches, the t shirts, the guitar or the amp or whatever that person may have given you, you need to throw it away. 2. Give up on all the things that you did as a couple and remind you of ...

“Within you there is a stillness and a sanctuary to which you can retreat at anytime and be yourself.” ~Hermann Hesse As a child, I hated when someone told me to sit still and be quiet, and rightly so. I was young and full of energy; every minute of being still and silent was a minute of missing out on this magnificent life. Then, as I grew older and entered into teenage and young adult years, it grew into a fear with a capital “F” of being still and silent; for as soon as I was quiet and still, the noise in my head got increasingly louder and more powerful. If the chatters of my head were beautiful, joyful, and empowering, that would have been uplifting. But they were voices of judgment, negativity, and self-loathing, nothing else. To me, those chatters, voices, and thoughts were me. My head would chatter day and night, even in my sleep. Noise, heaviness, thinking, and more thinking, sometimes my head felt like it was about to explode. I wasn’t even aware I was thinkin...