Traditions same but differences of thinking 💭.

What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?

It’s a matter of differing perspectives and changing times; tradition, however, remains constant. We carry forward the values learned from our loved ones, just with different ways of practicing and explaining them.

Perspective – what you see

त्योहारों की खुशियाँ तो रहेगी पर पकवानों को बनाने की उत्सुकता शायद कम हो जाए
रंगोली तो वैसे ही बनेगी पर महत्व समझना शायद रह जाए
रंगों से खेलेंगे ज़रूर पर रंगों का अर्थ शायद कम हो जाए
किताबें तो वही है बस किस्से शायद बदल जाए
कलम तो शायद वही रहे पर 2 रुपये – 5 रुपये पेन से 50 रुपये पेन से लिखा ये बदल जाए
गेट टुगेदर जो फैमिली का हफ़्तों में चार बार होता था शायद साल में एक बार हो जाए
जहाँ आपस में बैठ कर कई घंटों तक बातें किया करते थे वहाँ फ़ोन हाथों में हो जाए
जहाँ साइकिल की चाह हुआ करती थी वहाँ अब बाइक और कार की होने लगी
जहाँ थोड़े में काम चल जाता था वहाँ अब ज़्यादा की चाह होने लगी
जहाँ धूप से बचने के लिए पेड़ों की छाँव मिला करती थी वहाँ अब A.C की ज़रूरत दिखती है
जहाँ जानकारी के लिए लाइब्रेरी को जाया करते थे वहाँ अब गूगल कर लिया करते हैं
जहाँ दिखावा नहीं अपनापन मिला करता था वहाँ अब दिखावे की अहमियत हो जाए
ट्रेडिशन वही बस सोच का फ़र्क आ जाए.

The joy of festivals will remain, but the eagerness to make delicacies might lessen.
Rangoli will still be made, but perhaps the understanding of its significance will fade.
We’ll definitely play with colors, but the meaning of colors might diminish.
Books are still the same, but the stories might change.
The pen might remain the same, but writing with a ₹2-₹5 pen compared to a ₹50 pen might change.
Family get-togethers that happened four times a week might now happen once a year.
Where people used to sit together and talk for hours, now phones might be in their hands.
Where there used to be a desire for bicycles, now it’s for bikes and cars.
Where a little was enough, now there’s a desire for more.
Where the shade of trees was sought to escape the sun, now the need for A.C. is seen.
Where people used to go to the library for information, now they just Google it.
Where there was belongingness instead of show, now show-off might gain importance.
The traditions are the same, but the difference lies in the mindset.

The Unplanned path

What are your future travel plans?

The Unplanned path to craete new folder that teaches you how to live and gives u a beautiful memories the ones you can never forget.

Let’s start finding better places better prospective of your life and love yourself the most .

“मुझको यहाँ कि हर उस जगह को देखना है
जिसके होने का कोई अस्तित्व है,
जिसकी कोई अपनी कहानी है।
जहाँ मन का सुकून और नई सीख हर मुसाफिर का मुस्कुराते हुए इंतजार करे।
जहाँ चलते हुए थकान नहीं, बातों की यादें मिलें।
अंदर मन की लहरों को शांत कर दे।
जहाँ शोर, शोर न लगे।
जहाँ मैं अपनों के बड़प्पन से उनके बचपन को जी सकूँ।
जहाँ प्लान के साथ नहीं, अपनों के साथ हो।
जहाँ लिफ्ट में नहीं, सीढ़ियों से जाने का मज़ा हो।
उसमें लगाते रेस हो, पहले पहुँचने की उत्सुकता हो।
जहाँ कुछ अजनबी भी दोस्त बन जाते हैं,
मुस्कुराते हुए मदद का हाथ बटा जाते हैं।”

“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.”

The one who brings everyone together (childhood games)

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

रोल करते हुए जब डाई की बारी आती थी
तब रेस बड़ी दिलचस्प हो जाती थी
अरे अब मैं गया नहीं मेरी बारी
यह मन से ज़ुबां कह जाती थी
मोबाइल से ज्यादा हाथों से चलने
और थोड़ी सी चीटिंग पता नहीं कब में हो जाती थी
जब ब्लैक एंड व्हाइट बॉक्सेस की बारी आती थी
राजा की सेफ्टी चारों तरफ से की जाती थी
सीधा टेढ़ा और ढाई चाल चलने की जब बारी आती थी
मोबाइल से ज्यादा असल में अपनों के साथ जो होते थे
जब कैरम की बारी आती थी
तो रानी को जीतना हर कोई चाहता था
ब्लैक एंड येलो से ज्यादा पिंक के पीछे पड़ते थे
जब उसके संग उसका कवर भी लेते थे
हाथों के कमाल और पाउडर जब बॉडी से ज्यादा बोर्ड पे लगता था

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.

Spicy and delicious 😋

What foods would you like to make?

* “Food is incomplete without spices, and spices, you know, act as emotion in food
* “They do their work while maintaining the taste accordingly.”

जब लाइफ ही सिंपल नहीं,
तो खाने का स्पाइसी होना बनता है।
जब लोगों के गॉसिप बिन मसालों के अधूरी हो,
तो खाने में थोड़ा मसाला तो बनता है।
जब तानों की बारिश तीखी लगे,
तो कुछ चटपटा बनता है।
जब लोगों के अंदर गुस्सा ज्यादा हो,
तो थोड़ा ठंडा बनता है,
तो थोड़ा धुआँ निकलना बनता है।
जब आँखों की नमी कम हो,
तो थोड़ा नमकीन बनता है।

“When life isn’t simple,
Then food deserves to be spicy.
When people’s gossip is incomplete without spices,
Then food deserves a little spice.
When the rain of taunts feels sharp,
Then something tangy is deserved.
When people have too much anger inside,
Then a little coolness is deserved,
Then a little smoke needs to come out.
When the moisture in the eyes is low,
Then something salty is deserved.”

(Emphasizing the “essence” of work):
“…because only when its own ‘taste’ (quality/purpose) is maintained in the work, does it become meaningful and effective.”
(Focusing on the method of work):
“…and similarly, just as spices give completeness to food, one should use the right ‘spices’ (efforts/methods) in work for its completeness and effectiveness.”
“…and similarly, just as spices are important in food, it is essential to maintain the core element in every task of life to achieve its right outcome.”

Lie and disrespect

What bothers you and why?

Lie – A single lie destroys either a person or their relationships. The truth will certainly sting, but you will be at peace

झूठ इंसान को खोखला कर देता है
डर मे केद एक मुजरिम बना देता है
खुद का भरोसा तोड राह को बदल देता है
हकीकत से ज्यादा कल्पना से वास्ता रख देता है

Lies hollow out a person,
Making them a criminal imprisoned by fear.
They break self-trust and change one’s path,
Connecting them more with imagination than reality.

Disrespect – Sometimes, words alone are enough to hurt others. Sometimes we do it deliberately, sometimes in anger, and sometimes to prove ourselves right. Is it necessary to disrespect others and speak to them incorrectly? No, right? So why do it? Speak with love, and perhaps the ‘negative thoughts’ within you will themselves disappear.

लोगो को अनादर करते देखा है
खुद को सही ओरो को ग़लत करते देखा है
घमंड मे चूर खुद पर बेकार का गुरूर
एसे एसे कलाकारो को देखा है

हँसी आती है ऐसे किरदारों पे,
उनके दिखावे से, उनके झूठे चेहरों से।
बोलने से पहले न सोच पाते उन शब्दों से,
औरों की मेहनतों का मज़ाक उड़ाते उन से।

I’ve seen people disrespecting others,
I’ve seen them proving themselves right and others wrong,
Drowned in arrogance, with useless pride in themselves,
I’ve seen such artists.

Laughter comes at such characters,
At their pretense, at their false faces.
From those words they don’t think before speaking,
From those who mock the hard work of others.

“Just try giving them a smile and respect. Try speaking to them with respect. Try accepting your mistakes on time. And try speaking the truth without resorting to lies; maybe your one truth can make someone’s life better. Just try giving respect.”😇

Invitation for my love (माँ)

If you could host a dinner and anyone you invite was sure to come, who would you invite?

If I host a dinner So, I would like to invite my mom first. I also invite my whole family ,and friends. 😇💞

जो सबके लिए करती है,
कुछ उनके लिए करके देखो, अच्छा लगता है।
जिनके हाथों का प्यार और ममता भेदभाव नहीं करती,
बिन कुछ पाने की चाह के अपनों के लिए करती है।
सुबह से रात तक की ड्यूटी बिना ब्रेक लिए करती है,
थकान में भी अगर कोई फरमाइश आए तो उसको पूरा करने में लग जाती है।
अपनों की खुशी में खुद की खुशी ढूंढ लेती है।
बड़ी अलग और अनोखी होती है माँ।

“She who does everything for everyone,
Try doing something for her, it feels good.
The love and affection from her hands doesn’t discriminate,
She does for her loved ones without any desire to gain something.
She performs her duty from morning till night without a break,
Even when tired, if a request comes, she gets busy fulfilling it.
She finds her own happiness in the happiness of her loved ones.
A mother is truly unique and extraordinary.”

Sometimes try living for those who live for you . 💕

We understand

What do you think gets better with age?

We understand our elders thoughts, and respect the point of you

When you know motivation of your life and understand your responsibility . When you know how to catch the inspiration and which direction is right for you and which is not . Age always reminder of your life you grow you run you catch your goal its time to capture your dream . Age – watch of your life . 🕒

With smile 😆

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

मेरी जिंदगी के सरल नियम,
इन्हें रणनीतियां नहीं,
बल्कि मेरी जिंदगी जीने का तरीका है
दिमाग को कमो में उलझा देते हैं
ओवरथिंकिंग से दूर रखते हैं
अगर आ भी जाए फितूर तो लिख लेते हैं
गानो के संग उसको भी सुना देते हैं
जो कमजोर कर दे, उससे दूर रहते हैं
उम्मीदें और लगाव सिर्फ खुद से करके
मुस्कुराओ और खुद के सुकून को पास रख
अपने आप को साथ रखते हैं

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.

For Unspoken Pages, Unfurling Futures⏳️🔮

What are you most excited about for the future?

Unspoken Pages, Unfurling Futures – solve the puzzle of life chapters.

अनकहे पन्नो को पढ़ने की जिज्ञासा
कल को समझने की बेताबी
जो पौधा आज छोटा है
उसके पहले फूल के खिलने का
उसके छोटे से बड़े होने का
जो आज शुरुआत है पन्नो की
उसकी पूरी किताब बनने का
उसमे लिखी सीख और ख़ूबसूरती का
आज की मेहनत और अपनों के साथ का
आज से कल मे आज को देखने का
भविष्य की पहेलियों को हल करेंते जाने का

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.

Whatever the mood dictates.

What is your favorite genre of music?

Whatever the mood dictates . Music 🎶 source of inspiration, experience the feeling art of rhythm ,tunes ,classical music , rock etc . 🎶 music play important role in our life .

संगीत तो जरूरी है
मनो तो दवा है
हर मुशाफिर की ,
दिल ओर दिमाग की
हर उदास मन की
नई उमंग की
ना चाहो तो भी मिल ही जायेगा
हर कोने- कोने में दिख ही जाएगा
कभी प्रकृति का संगीत सुकून से भरा लगेगा
तो कभी क्लासिकल में मिलेगा
तो कभी पुराने गानों से यारी सी लगेंगी
तो कभी बांसुरी का संगीत भी मन मोह लेगा
मूड के साथ बदलता रहता है
पेरो और हाथो की उंगलियों के साथ थिरकता रहता है
त्योहारों की रौनक को और बढ़ा देता है

Music: A Melody for the Soul
Music is essential,
It’s like medicine
For every traveler,
For the heart and mind,
For every sad soul,
For new hopes.
Even if you don’t seek it, it will find you,
It will appear in every corner.
Sometimes the music of nature will fill you with peace,
Sometimes you’ll find it in classical tunes,
Sometimes old songs will feel like dear friends,
And sometimes the sound of the flute will captivate your heart.
It changes with your mood,
It makes your feet and fingers tap and sway,
It enhances the splendor of festivals.