Imagination – A world of carefree living .

How would you design the city of the future?

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.”

“рдЪрд┐рдВрддрд╛ рдореБрдХреНрдд рд╣реЛрдХрд░ рдЬреАрдирд╛,
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╕рдкрдиреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддреЗ рдмреЗрдлрд┐рдХреНрд░реА рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд╣реЛрдВред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╕реБрд░рдХреНрд╖рд╛ рдХрджрдо-рдХрджрдо рдкрд░ рд╣реЛред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдорд╛рддрд╛-рдкрд┐рддрд╛ рдХреА рдЖрдБрдЦреЗрдВ рдлрд┐рдХреНрд░ рд╕реЗ рдирдо рди рд╣реБрдИ рд╣реЛрдВред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдЧреБрдирд╛рд╣ рд╕рд┐рд░реНрдл рдЧреБрдирд╛рд╣ рд╣реЛ, рдЬрд┐рд╕рдХреА рдорд╛рдлрд╝реА рди рд╣реЛред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╕рдЬрд╝рд╛ рджреЗрдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рд╣рдХрд╝ рдЙрд╕ рджрд░реНрдж рдХреЛ рд╕рд╣рдиреЗ рд╡рд╛рд▓реЗ рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдмреЗрдлрд┐рдХреНрд░ рд╣реЛрдХрд░ рдЖрдБрдЦреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдЖрдБрдЦреЗрдВ рдбрд╛рд▓рдХрд░ рдЧрд▓рдд рдХреЛ рдЧрд▓рдд рдХрд╣рд╛ рдЬрд╛рдП рдФрд░ рд╕рд╣реА рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд╣реЛред”

Thanku for reading ЁЯУЦ. 

Live a life with open arms.

What motivates you?

“Don’t give up”

“My motivation is those people who have lived life with open arms. They have embraced life with both sadness and happiness, winning people’s hearts with love. This doesn’t mean they haven’t found themselves; they have found themselves too. Yes, that’s the rule of life тАУ no matter what you do, you can’t get everything. But for as long as you live, live life with whatever you have.”

“When I see people not giving up,
their race and struggle with life’s challenges, and the passion of not losing themselves,
I see the courage in their eyes to achieve their goals with determination.
When I hear of them fulfilling their goals with the resolve not to be defeated by illness.
When I see them finding happiness in every small thing.
When I see them walking with their loved ones even in every difficulty.
When I see them carrying pain inside, yet still making people laugh and cheering them up.
I see myself getting motivated by their motivation.”

“рдЬрдм рдореИрдВ рд▓реЛрдЧреЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рд╣рд╛рд░ рди рдорд╛рдирдирд╛ рджреЗрдЦрддреА рд╣реВрдБ,
рд▓рд╛рдЗрдл рдореЗрдВ рдЪреИрд▓реЗрдВрдЬреЗрд╕ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдЙрдирдХреА рд░реЗрд╕ рдФрд░ рд╕реНрдЯреНрд░рдЧрд▓ рдФрд░ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдЖрдк рдХреЛ рди рдЦреЛ рджреЗрдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рдЬреЫреНрдмрд╛ рд▓рд┐рдП рдЖрдБрдЦреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рд╣реМрд╕рд▓реЗ рд╕реЗ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдЧреЛрд▓реНрд╕ рдХреЛ рдЕрдЪреАрд╡ рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХреА рд╣рд┐рдореНрдордд рджреЗрдЦрддреА рд╣реВрдБред
рдмреАрдорд╛рд░реА рд╕реЗ рднреА рдЦреБрдж рдХреЛ рди рд╣рд╛рд░рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд╣реМрд╕рд▓реЗ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдЧреЛрд▓реНрд╕ рдХреЛ рдкреВрд░рд╛ рд╣реЛрддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рд╕реБрдирддреА рд╣реВрдБред
рд╣рд░ рдЫреЛрдЯреА-рдЫреЛрдЯреА рдЪреАрдЬреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдЦреБрд╢реА рдХреЛ рдвреВрдВреЭрддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рджреЗрдЦрддреА рд╣реВрдБред
рд╣рд░ рдореБрд╢реНрдХрд┐рд▓ рдореЗрдВ рднреА рдЕрдкрдиреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рд╕рд╛рде рд▓рд┐рдП рдЪрд▓рддреЗ рдЙрди рд▓реЛрдЧреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рджреЗрдЦрддреА рд╣реВрдБред
рдЕрдВрджрд░ рджрд░реНрдж рд▓рд┐рдП рдлрд┐рд░ рднреА рд▓реЛрдЧреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рд╣рдБрд╕рд╛рддреЗ рдФрд░ рдЪреАрдпрд░рдЕрдк рдХрд░рддреЗ рдЬрдм рдЙрдирдХреЛ рджреЗрдЦрддреА рд╣реВрдБред
рдореИрдВ рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдореЛрдЯрд┐рд╡реЗрд╢рди рд╕реЗ рдЦреБрдж рдХреЛ рдореЛрдЯрд┐рд╡реЗрдЯ рд╣реЛрддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рджреЗрдЦрддреА рд╣реВрдБред”

And thanku my friends , Your blogs motivate me and I also learn new things when I read them.ЁЯШЗ

Feelings that have dissolved in the air.

What do you love about where you live?

When you Love your atmosphere where you live .

рдЬрдм рдореЛрд╣рдмреНрдмрдд рд╣реЛ рдЬрд╛рдП рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдЬрдЧрд╣ рд╕реЗ,
рдФрд░ рдЬреБрдбрд╝рд╛рд╡ рд╣реЛ рдЬрд╛рдП рд╡рд╣рд╛рдБ рдХреА рд╣рд╡рд╛ рд╕реЗ,
рд▓рдЧрд╛рд╡ рд╣реЛ рдЬрд╛рдП рд╡рд╣рд╛рдБ рдХреЗ рдкреНрд░рдХреГрддрд┐ рд╕реЗ,
рдФрд░ рд╡реЛ рд▓рдореНрд╣реЗ рд╣реЛрдВ рдЙрди рдмрдЪрдкрди рдХреА рдпрд╛рджреЛрдВ рдХреЗ,
рдЫреЛрдЯреА-рдЫреЛрдЯреА рд╢реИрддрд╛рдиреА рд╕реЗ рднрд░реЗ,
рджреЛрд╕реНрддреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд╕рдВрдЧ рдорд╕реНрддреА рдХрд░рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рдмреЗрдлрд┐рдХреНрд░реА рд╕реЗ рдЬреАрддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рдкрд▓реЛрдВ рдХреА рдпрд╛рджреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рд╕рдореЗрдЯреЗ рд╣реБрдП,
рд╣рдореЗрдВ рд╣рдореАрдВ рд╕реЗ рдорд┐рд▓рд╛рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП,
рдЙрд╕ рд╣рд╡рд╛ рдореЗрдВ рдХреБрдЫ рддреЛ рдЦрд╛рд╕ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛,
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдХреА рд╣рд╡рд╛ рдореЗрдВ рд╣рдордиреЗ рдЦреБрдж рдХреЛ рдЬрд╛рдирд╛,
рдФрд░ рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдХреА рдпрд╛рджреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рд╣рдорд╛рд░реЗ рдЕрдкрдиреЛрдВ рдХреА рдпрд╛рджреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд┐рдЯрд╛рд░реЗ рд╣реЛрдВред

“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.”

Moments of peace (cafe)

If you were going to open up a shop, what would you sell?

Where there is a sip of tea,
the beauty of nature,
the taste of coffee,
the theory of books,
a soft melody,
the company of instruments,
the tune of a guitar in my hands, the lyrics of a piano on my fingers,
a few moments of peace,
a few moments with myself,
the distance from loved ones that brings the feeling of their presence,
a few moments just with my thoughts.

рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдЪрд╛рдп рдХреА рдЪреБрд╕реНрдХреА рд╣реЛ,
рдХреБрджрд░рдд рдХреА рдЦреВрдмрд╕реВрд░рддреА рд╣реЛ,
рдХреЙрдлреА рдХрд╛ рд╕реНрд╡рд╛рдж рд╣реЛ,
рдХрд┐рддрд╛рдмреЛрдВ рдХреА рдереНрдпреЛрд░реА рд╣реЛ,
рдПрдХ рдордзреБрд░ рдзреБрди рд╣реЛ,
рд╕рдВрдЧреАрдд рдХрд╛ рд╕рд╛рде рд╣реЛ,
рд╣рд╛рдереЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдЧрд┐рдЯрд╛рд░ рдХреА рдзреБрди рд╣реЛ, рдЙрдВрдЧрд▓рд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдкрд░ рдкрд┐рдпрд╛рдиреЛ рдХреЗ рдмреЛрд▓ рд╣реЛрдВ,
рдХреБрдЫ рдкрд▓ рдХрд╛ рд╕реБрдХреВрди рд╣реЛ,
рдХреБрдЫ рдкрд▓ рдЦреБрдж рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд╣реЛ,
рдЕрдкрдиреЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рджреВрд░реА рдЬреЛ рд╕рд╛рде рд▓реЗ рдЖрдП,
рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рд╣реЛрдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рдПрд╣рд╕рд╛рд╕ рд╣реЛ,
рдХреБрдЫ рдкрд▓ рдмрд╕ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдЦреНрдпрд╛рд▓реЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд╣реЛрдВред

Actually this is not my dream it’s my brother dream i know he can do it┬а Because he is a very hardworking person and I trust him. When we are not afraid to face any challenge, we not only believe in ourselves but also make others believe in themselves.

ЁЯТХЁЯНБ.

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 .

“рдореБрдЭрдХреЛ рдпрд╣рд╛рдБ рдХрд┐ рд╣рд░ рдЙрд╕ рдЬрдЧрд╣ рдХреЛ рджреЗрдЦрдирд╛ рд╣реИ
рдЬрд┐рд╕рдХреЗ рд╣реЛрдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рдХреЛрдИ рдЕрд╕реНрддрд┐рддреНрд╡ рд╣реИ,
рдЬрд┐рд╕рдХреА рдХреЛрдИ рдЕрдкрдиреА рдХрд╣рд╛рдиреА рд╣реИред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдорди рдХрд╛ рд╕реБрдХреВрди рдФрд░ рдирдИ рд╕реАрдЦ рд╣рд░ рдореБрд╕рд╛рдлрд┐рд░ рдХрд╛ рдореБрд╕реНрдХреБрд░рд╛рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рдЗрдВрддрдЬрд╛рд░ рдХрд░реЗред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдЪрд▓рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рдердХрд╛рди рдирд╣реАрдВ, рдмрд╛рддреЛрдВ рдХреА рдпрд╛рджреЗрдВ рдорд┐рд▓реЗрдВред
рдЕрдВрджрд░ рдорди рдХреА рд▓рд╣рд░реЛрдВ рдХреЛ рд╢рд╛рдВрдд рдХрд░ рджреЗред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╢реЛрд░, рд╢реЛрд░ рди рд▓рдЧреЗред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдореИрдВ рдЕрдкрдиреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдмрдбрд╝рдкреНрдкрди рд╕реЗ рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдмрдЪрдкрди рдХреЛ рдЬреА рд╕рдХреВрдБред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдкреНрд▓рд╛рди рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдирд╣реАрдВ, рдЕрдкрдиреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд╣реЛред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рд▓рд┐рдлреНрдЯ рдореЗрдВ рдирд╣реАрдВ, рд╕реАрдврд╝рд┐рдпреЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рдордЬрд╝рд╛ рд╣реЛред
рдЙрд╕рдореЗрдВ рд▓рдЧрд╛рддреЗ рд░реЗрд╕ рд╣реЛ, рдкрд╣рд▓реЗ рдкрд╣реБрдБрдЪрдиреЗ рдХреА рдЙрддреНрд╕реБрдХрддрд╛ рд╣реЛред
рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдХреБрдЫ рдЕрдЬрдирдмреА рднреА рджреЛрд╕реНрдд рдмрди рдЬрд╛рддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ,
рдореБрд╕реНрдХреБрд░рд╛рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рдорджрдж рдХрд╛ рд╣рд╛рде рдмрдЯрд╛ рдЬрд╛рддреЗ рд╣реИрдВред”

“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.”

Sometimes silence sometime music

What do you listen to while you work?

Your work of way is your way

When I work, what I listen to depends on my work. If I am writing, reading, or illustrating, I prefer to be in silence. If silence isn’t available, then for some time, until my work is done, I look at the things around me as if they aren’t even there.

If I’m doing housework or work to keep my mind away from stress, then I listen to music. I don’t like loud music; I prefer soft music that can help my mood while working, because this kind of work can be done that way.

A calm mind narrates the complete story,
When listening, it speaks with understanding.
Sometimes it takes the support of silence, and sometimes a tune.
For doing work, it relies on its own support.

рд╢рд╛рдВрдд рдорди рдкреВрд░реА рдХрд╣рд╛рдиреА рдХрд╣рддрд╛ рд╣реИ,
рд╕реБрдирдиреЗ рдкрд░ рд╕рдордЭрджрд╛рд░реА рдХреА рдмрд╛рдд рдХрд░рддрд╛ рд╣реИред
рдХрднреА рд╢рд╛рдВрдд рддреЛ рдХрднреА рдзреБрди рдХрд╛ рд╕рд╣рд╛рд░рд╛ рд▓реЗрддрд╛ рд╣реИ,
рдХрд╛рдо рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рдХрд╛рдо рдЕрдкрдирд╛ рд╣реА рд╕рд╣рд╛рд░рд╛ рд▓реЗрддрд╛ рд╣реИред

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┬а┬а

рд░реЛрд▓ рдХрд░рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рдЬрдм рдбрд╛рдИ рдХреА рдмрд╛рд░реА рдЖрддреА рдереА
рддрдм рд░реЗрд╕ рдмрдбрд╝реА рджрд┐рд▓рдЪрд╕реНрдк рд╣реЛ рдЬрд╛рддреА рдереА
рдЕрд░реЗ рдЕрдм рдореИрдВ рдЧрдпрд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдореЗрд░реА рдмрд╛рд░реА
рдпрд╣ рдорди рд╕реЗ рдЬрд╝реБрдмрд╛рдВ рдХрд╣ рдЬрд╛рддреА рдереА
рдореЛрдмрд╛рдЗрд▓ рд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рд╣рд╛рдереЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рдЪрд▓рдиреЗ
рдФрд░ рдереЛрдбрд╝реА рд╕реА рдЪреАрдЯрд┐рдВрдЧ рдкрддрд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдХрдм рдореЗрдВ рд╣реЛ рдЬрд╛рддреА рдереА
рдЬрдм рдмреНрд▓реИрдХ рдПрдВрдб рд╡реНрд╣рд╛рдЗрдЯ рдмреЙрдХреНрд╕реЗрд╕ рдХреА рдмрд╛рд░реА рдЖрддреА рдереА
рд░рд╛рдЬрд╛ рдХреА рд╕реЗрдлреНрдЯреА рдЪрд╛рд░реЛрдВ рддрд░рдл рд╕реЗ рдХреА рдЬрд╛рддреА рдереА
рд╕реАрдзрд╛ рдЯреЗрдврд╝рд╛ рдФрд░ рдврд╛рдИ рдЪрд╛рд▓ рдЪрд▓рдиреЗ рдХреА рдЬрдм рдмрд╛рд░реА рдЖрддреА рдереА
рдореЛрдмрд╛рдЗрд▓ рд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рдЕрд╕рд▓ рдореЗрдВ рдЕрдкрдиреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдЬреЛ рд╣реЛрддреЗ рдереЗ
рдЬрдм рдХреИрд░рдо рдХреА рдмрд╛рд░реА рдЖрддреА рдереА
рддреЛ рд░рд╛рдиреА рдХреЛ рдЬреАрддрдирд╛ рд╣рд░ рдХреЛрдИ рдЪрд╛рд╣рддрд╛ рдерд╛
рдмреНрд▓реИрдХ рдПрдВрдб рдпреЗрд▓реЛ рд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рдкрд┐рдВрдХ рдХреЗ рдкреАрдЫреЗ рдкрдбрд╝рддреЗ рдереЗ
рдЬрдм рдЙрд╕рдХреЗ рд╕рдВрдЧ рдЙрд╕рдХрд╛ рдХрд╡рд░ рднреА рд▓реЗрддреЗ рдереЗ
рд╣рд╛рдереЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдХрдорд╛рд▓ рдФрд░ рдкрд╛рдЙрдбрд░ рдЬрдм рдмреЙрдбреА рд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рдмреЛрд░реНрдб рдкреЗ рд▓рдЧрддрд╛ рдерд╛


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 ЁЯШЛ

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.”

рдЬрдм рд▓рд╛рдЗрдл рд╣реА рд╕рд┐рдВрдкрд▓ рдирд╣реАрдВ,
рддреЛ рдЦрд╛рдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рд╕реНрдкрд╛рдЗрд╕реА рд╣реЛрдирд╛ рдмрдирддрд╛ рд╣реИред
рдЬрдм рд▓реЛрдЧреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдЧреЙрд╕рд┐рдк рдмрд┐рди рдорд╕рд╛рд▓реЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдЕрдзреВрд░реА рд╣реЛ,
рддреЛ рдЦрд╛рдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рдереЛрдбрд╝рд╛ рдорд╕рд╛рд▓рд╛ рддреЛ рдмрдирддрд╛ рд╣реИред
рдЬрдм рддрд╛рдиреЛрдВ рдХреА рдмрд╛рд░рд┐рд╢ рддреАрдЦреА рд▓рдЧреЗ,
рддреЛ рдХреБрдЫ рдЪрдЯрдкрдЯрд╛ рдмрдирддрд╛ рд╣реИред
рдЬрдм рд▓реЛрдЧреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдЕрдВрджрд░ рдЧреБрд╕реНрд╕рд╛ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рд╣реЛ,
рддреЛ рдереЛрдбрд╝рд╛ рдардВрдбрд╛ рдмрдирддрд╛ рд╣реИ,
рддреЛ рдереЛрдбрд╝рд╛ рдзреБрдЖрдБ рдирд┐рдХрд▓рдирд╛ рдмрдирддрд╛ рд╣реИред
рдЬрдм рдЖрдБрдЦреЛрдВ рдХреА рдирдореА рдХрдо рд╣реЛ,
рддреЛ рдереЛрдбрд╝рд╛ рдирдордХреАрди рдмрдирддрд╛ рд╣реИред

“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.”

Noise ЁЯФК

Which activities make you lose track of time?

Distraction: The Many Sounds That Break Focus

рдЪрд╛рд╣реЗ рд╢реЛрд░ рддреЗрдЬ рд╕рдВрдЧреАрдд  рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛ,
рдмрд╛рддрдЪреАрдд рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛ рдпрд╛ рд╣реЙрд░реНрди рдмрдЬрд╛рддреА рд╣реБрдИ рдЧрд╛рдбрд╝рд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛ;
рдХреНрд▓рд╛рд╕ рдореЗ рдмреИрдареЗ рд╕реЗрддрд╛рди  рдмреИрдХрдмреЗрдВрдЪрд░реНрд╕ рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛ, рдЪрд┐рд▓реНрд▓рд╛рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП  рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛ;
рдПрдХ рд╣реА рдмрд╛рдд рдХреЛ рдЬреЛрд░ рд╕реЗ  рдмреЛрд▓рдиреЗ рд╡рд╛рд▓реЗ рд╡реНрдпрдХреНрддрд┐  рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛ,
рдпрд╛ рддреЗрдЬ рдЖрд╡рд╛рдЬрд╝ рдореЗрдВ рдЯреАрд╡реА рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛ;
рд░реЛрддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЗ рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛ, рдпрд╛
рд╡реНрдпрд░реНрде рдХреА  рдмрд╛рддрдЪреАрдд  рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛ тАФ
рдпрд╣ рд╕рдм рдзреНрдпрд╛рди рднрдЯрдХрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдкрд░реНрдпрд╛рдкреНрдд рд╣реИред

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 .

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

рдЭреВрда рдЗрдВрд╕рд╛рди рдХреЛ рдЦреЛрдЦрд▓рд╛ рдХрд░ рджреЗрддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рдбрд░ рдореЗ рдХреЗрдж рдПрдХ рдореБрдЬрд░рд┐рдо рдмрдирд╛ рджреЗрддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рдЦреБрдж рдХрд╛ рднрд░реЛрд╕рд╛ рддреЛрдб рд░рд╛рд╣ рдХреЛ рдмрджрд▓ рджреЗрддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рд╣рдХреАрдХрдд рд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рдХрд▓реНрдкрдирд╛ рд╕реЗ рд╡рд╛рд╕реНрддрд╛ рд░рдЦ рджреЗрддрд╛ рд╣реИ

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.

рд▓реЛрдЧреЛ рдХреЛ рдЕрдирд╛рджрд░ рдХрд░рддреЗ рджреЗрдЦрд╛ рд╣реИ
рдЦреБрдж рдХреЛ рд╕рд╣реА рдУрд░реЛ рдХреЛ рдЧрд╝рд▓рдд рдХрд░рддреЗ рджреЗрдЦрд╛ рд╣реИ
рдШрдордВрдб рдореЗ рдЪреВрд░ рдЦреБрдж рдкрд░ рдмреЗрдХрд╛рд░ рдХрд╛ рдЧреБрд░реВрд░
рдПрд╕реЗ рдПрд╕реЗ рдХрд▓рд╛рдХрд╛рд░реЛ рдХреЛ рджреЗрдЦрд╛ рд╣реИ

рд╣рдБрд╕реА рдЖрддреА рд╣реИ рдРрд╕реЗ рдХрд┐рд░рджрд╛рд░реЛрдВ рдкреЗ,
рдЙрдирдХреЗ рджрд┐рдЦрд╛рд╡реЗ рд╕реЗ, рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдЭреВрдареЗ рдЪреЗрд╣рд░реЛрдВ рд╕реЗред
рдмреЛрд▓рдиреЗ рд╕реЗ рдкрд╣рд▓реЗ рди рд╕реЛрдЪ рдкрд╛рддреЗ рдЙрди рд╢рдмреНрджреЛрдВ рд╕реЗ,
рдФрд░реЛрдВ рдХреА рдореЗрд╣рдирддреЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рдордЬрд╝рд╛рдХ рдЙрдбрд╝рд╛рддреЗ рдЙрди рд╕реЗред

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.”ЁЯШЗ