That one gesture…

The way we hold people’s hands talk a lot about our intentions. The way we feel the other person’s hand talk about that person’s priority in our lives. I guess holding hands might be one of the oldest ways to communicate thoughts. It opens our current state of lives like two parallel realities colliding.

There are so many types of handshakes we talk about. Like, each one of them means something. We hire this really pricey image consultants who tell us how to shake hands and crack interviews or win hearts. Why is it like the different ways our hands connect, says a lot about the touch? Because, its a leap of faith for that very moment! We are ready to dive into that very moment with a hope. A hope that might make or break a future. Its a moment when ripples of thoughts and emotions get a signal to stop or continue. You sense if there will be light or darkness in the process that follows after that touch. Holding hands can seem like security. It is that simple yet powerful language of mind where we define possibilities. Be it for a fraction of moment or may be a lifetime or or somewhere in between. Like the way we learn to walk while we hold our parents’ hand, it is nothing but putting our trust into that bigger hand. The strong hold makes your subconscious melt in the fact that this is here to stay.

Quite opposite when that person you thought is a soul mate turns out to be a demon and holds your hand to hurt or may be demean you. You know it is not here to stay or rather if you are dignified and strong you would not like to stay. It is nothing but communication. It is that gesture that speaks in multi language while expressing nothing but the reality. It might be a cliche but go back to that moment when you last held your partner’s hands. Wasn’t it electrifying? The hold kind of got tighter at times. Why? It just communicated our emotions. Simple! It’s easy math. The way you hold her/his hand talks about so much more than just the love. Each moment is dominated by feelings full of dominance or neediness. Your cultural and mental differences. All the little imperfections that brings you closer.

I don’t know about you people but holding hands let me communicate the readiness for that very moment. Be it holding hands of my friends to cross the road, pulling my mother away from the kitchen to read my new blog post or may be holding hand of that one person while in a cab back home after work. You are able to either open your personal space to them or keep a distance. Be careful the way you hold hands, you don’t know the reality you are about to touch!


Save your life and how!

When we talk about superheroes, we go back to those larger-than-life tales of comic heroes who wears a costume and goes the supernatural way to save the planet. The entire idea revolves around the fact that they are living a secret identity and when the world is in need of a miracle they wear the mask and cape of a savior. The mask lets them hide their real face. They are selfless souls who do not want to reveal themselves for popularity. I think that is the biggest driving force of a person to be the superhero- to be selfless. That makes them the kind of people we look up to for motivation if not miracle. With that thought I guess we all have these secret superheroes in our lives. Some one who has got the answers to all our problems. Someone who brings peace to the chaos around us or in the head. I think we all can agree on this part. Do we?

If we go back to our childhood days or kindergarten days we always used to wear a cloth around our neck and stand on a chair with one arm raised pretending to be a superhero flying in the sky. We had a belief in ourselves that we could change the world around us for better. That faith within ourselves made us play our polar opposites. So what went wrong when we grew up? What happened to that faith? Why did we stop believing in ourselves and seek for help from needless chatter over alcohol at a pub. Or hurt ourselves or may be kill ourselves. I mean c’mon, it’s a life, it’s a planned and emotional effort that created you. You got no right over killing that creation. Why cannot we just mute this ending thoughts or stop seeking external help that intoxicates you in something futile. Life is a beautiful gift! Feel that air around you. Today if you are reading this blog, appreciating or criticizing whatever is your experience, it is because you believe in your thoughts… believe in your existence!

Believe in yourself. That is your superpower. That will drive you to give your thoughts a reality. If you know what you want, you will find ways to get what you want. Universe is nothing but all our energies and thoughts colliding together all at once. If you have that ability to give birth to any thought, any desire, any wish, that very moment pledge to never stop believing in it. I mean I know life is never a bed of roses, but your belief can get you one if you do not lose out on that invisible mask and cape of miracle for yourself. When you feel life is not a fairy tale, go back to those moments when you did something for the first time and you were nervous. You did it, right? So why cannot you have that vulnerably badass attitude towards everything? Towards yourself? Be selfless to your aspirations and desires. You will find ways to join the dots.

Break out from that shell of impatience of disbelief about yourself and feel the strength beneath that invisible mask. It is our flesh and bone that proves the existence of an idea. The idea is you.You are a your superhero. Yes, you are! You have a story to tell. Your existence motivates and may be the reason of someone else’s peace. Value yourself and get loud with the belief that you matter. You matter to the time that is ticking along with your actions and thoughts.

Good day, superheroes!