Imagination – рдХрд▓реНрдкрдирд╛ (kalpana) bephikr hokar jina – carefree living / to live without a care
A world of carefree living, where dreams are pursued without worry. “To live without a care, where the paths of dreams are worry-free. Where safety is at every step. Where the eyes of parents never fill with tears of worry. Where a crime is just a crime, with no forgiveness. Where the right to punish belongs to the one who has endured the pain. Where one can fearlessly look into the eyes of another and call wrong ‘wrong’ and stand with what is right.”
“When you fall in love with a place, And feel a connection to the air there, When you’re attached to its nature, And those moments are full of childhood memories. Packed with small mischievous acts, Gathering memories of carefree moments lived with friends, And making us meet ourselves. There must be something special in that air, The air where we came to know ourselves, And where the chests of our loved ones’ memories reside.”
“When you feel a sense of belonging and can be your true self, you fall in love with that place and feel a sense of kinship.”
If you could bring back one dinosaur, which one would it be?
Dragon tales, Harry and his bucket full of dinosaurs, Dragon king. Dragon Tales was my favorite cartoon show, which my brother and I both used to watch, and we wished that magical world and the crystal ball were real ЁЯШЕ. I know it’s very funny, but some cartoon dialogues and characters are very likable, and children want to adopt them. Cartoons are not just cartoons; they are a medium to explain things to children, even if it’s through magic, things that adults can’t explain. By the way, we wouldn’t want to bring real dinosaurs ЁЯШЖ.
The magical world where, along with magic, it taught children about friendship, family, and manners, entertaining them while also educating them. I would like to bring the dinosaurs from that magical world; is that possible? рд╡рд╣ рдЬрд╛рджреБрдИ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛, рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдЬрд╛рджреВ рдХреА рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде-рд╕рд╛рде рд╕рд┐рдЦрд╛рддреА рдереА рджреЛрд╕реНрддреА, рдкрд░рд┐рд╡рд╛рд░ рдФрд░ рддреМрд░-рддрд░реАрдХреЗ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рдордиреЛрд░рдВрдЬрди рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд╕реАрдЦ рднреА рджреЗрддреА рдереАред рдЙрд╕ рдЬрд╛рджреБрдИ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреЗ рдбрд╛рдпрдирд╛рд╕реЛрд░ рдХреЛ рдореИрдВ рд▓рд╛рдирд╛ рдЪрд╛рд╣реВрдВрдЧреА, рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдпрд╣ рд╕рдВрднрд╡ рд╣реИ?
“I want to see every place here that has its own existence, that has its own story. Where inner peace and new lessons await every traveler with a smile. Where walking doesn’t bring tiredness, but memories from conversations. Where the waves of the inner mind are calmed. Where noise doesn’t feel like noise. Where I can live my childhood through the magnanimity of my loved ones. Where it’s not about plans, but about being with loved ones. Where there’s joy in taking the stairs, not the lift. Where there’s a race to reach first, and excitement in it. Where some strangers also become friends, and smilingly lend a helping hand.”
What’s your favorite game (card, board, video, etc.)? Why?
Childhood games weren’t just games; they were exercises for children’s brains, their eyes (for aiming), and their legs, promoting agility. But nowadays, lazy mobiles have kept kids away from fresh air outside, and friendships have become limited to mobile phones.
The Dice Roll (ludo), chess , Carrom childhood Memories┬а┬а
When it was time to roll the die, The race would become very interesting. “Oh, I’m not out yet, it’s my turn!” The mind would say this to the tongue. More than mobile phones, it was about moving with our hands, And a little cheating, I don’t know when it would happen! When it was the turn of the black and white boxes, The king was protected from all sides. When it was time to move straight, crooked, and in L-shapes (two-and-a-half steps), More than mobiles, we were truly with our loved ones. When it was carrom’s turn, Everyone wanted to win the queen. More than the black and yellow, we’d chase after the pink one, When we took its cover along with it. The magic of hands and the powder, when it landed more on the board than on the body.
If we talk about favorite games, I remember my childhood. Even today if I want to play, I can play those same games, be they indoor or outdoor. When Carrom, Ludo, and Chess, my brother and I used to play, And sometimes we would play with our elders. Outdoor games: Kho-Kho, and drawing boxes with chalk to play with a small stone. And building a stack of stones one on top of the other, then knocking them down with a ball and building them again. Like this, along with leg exercises, we used to race. We used to make paper slips for Raja Rani Chor Sipahi (King, Queen, Thief, Soldier). We’d toss 5 small marbles up and catch them in our hands. Many such games, which are more a treasure of our childhood than of today’s childhood.
Distracting Noises Whether it’s the loud music, conversations, or blaring car horns; naughty backbenchers in class, or screaming children; a person speaking loudly about the same thing, or a blaring TV; a crying baby, or pointless chatterтАФ all of this is enough to distract you.
Messy room , loud music always work like a bomb ЁЯТг for my brain ЁЯза. And when i watch a show and it’s interesting then I get up only after watching the whole episodes, this way a lot of time gets wasted .
What strategies do you use to increase comfort in your daily life?
Erasing negative folders from your life and stay with smile ,positive thoughts, and without changing your principles and overself .
My simple rules for life. These aren’t strategies, but rather my way of living: My simple comfort probably lies in being positive and if it is not there then I go out of my comfort zone and become unaware of myself.
The way I live * Keep the mind less entangled in worries. * Stay away from overthinking. * If a whim or idea comes, I write it down. * Then, along with songs, I also let it be heard (expressed). * I stay away from what makes me weak. * Hoping for and attaching myself only to myself. * Smile, keep my own peace close, and stay true to myself.
Unspoken Pages, Unfurling Futures A curiosity to read the unspoken pages, An eagerness to understand tomorrow. The sapling that is small today, To witness its first flower bloom, To see it grow from tiny to grand. The beginning of the pages today, To become a complete book, And to find the lessons and beauty written within it. The hard work of today and the company of loved ones. To see today within tomorrow, And to keep solving the riddles of the future.
Our little first Alto car, Which brought joy, and ample space too. It made even the longest journeys So very interesting. It became our companion in our family’s travels. Small to look at, But its seats had a big heart. Moments spent with it, Recalling the moments spent with family. Hmm, a treasure trove of our siblings’ fun, The fight for the window seat, The joy of looking outside. The journey to reach the destination Which had to be kept in memory. Feeling the gusts of wind, that’s what we had to do.