Uncollected garbage

We all get stirred by these elements more or less in different phases of life. Some times we suffer more because of this folly. Although it depends on the individual person, how s/he copes with it. I’m specifically talking about Stress, depression and anxiety. No matter how inevitably I decline these particular topics in me, they sometime try to galvanise me !

Speaking of myself; I like to face these mental states in any healthy way possible, rather than allowing myself to feel distressed by it. To be more precise, I try not to allow stress to kill my mood. The other day though,I was happy dappy, doing my blog sketch and suddenly a couple of emails and few phone calls wrecked my frame of mind..boo.

  • Why so? Aside from managing office overseas, I’m dealing with current workforce and sloppy paper works over here. Emm… how would I explain the matter better to you….I’m actually dealing with lots of stuff at the same time. Few of these things are not in my hand, but rather depend on government offices and other establishments being run by a corrupt working class. So dealing with all those matters, may not be as easy as ABC. But I’m facing it straight.
  • I have a stubborn family member who’s also my business partner.He’s a veteran, hard working old fashioned man with an open mind, even though some times we have our disagreements. In the past though, we had serious arguments but not anymore, since I’m trying to find inner peace. Although I wish I could be more supportive to him.    
  • Money..hah..What if money wasn’t an object! I’m not rich, nor with a healthy bank balance. I have few debts but that doesn’t stop me from having an ice cream every now and then! Winning a lottery would solve many problems but I don’t want to depend on luck that way ;)..
  • Hmmm..life in general …emm ..No, I’m not too stressed out, hahah. I know things could go better than how it is now but still, I am not complaining. If I look back a couple of years, few of my plans went unsound but I made friendship with the past.  There’s nothing new in the past, right..
  • Every relationship has its ups and downs.The Love of my life, also gives me stress sometimes! But I don’t fully acknowledge it to be stress because on the other hand there are millions of positive things. All these things are life changing. I’m proud to have her in my life. It’s the most amazing thing that ever happened. Even though there are some healthy disagreements.Than again i trust  my true gut feeling as well. I suffered in life in many ways, I was iron, got burned to steel.I want to see how far I have to go with my true love.I see you inside out.

My gears for kicking out the negativity:

  • The girl I L o v e. Not only she neutralize my dire dragon but she is also a true companion, best friend.
  • Running & crossfit.
  • Music.
  • Jay walk, observation, random interaction with stranger.  
  • Cooking.

April is also stress awareness month. I know there are many people out there with situations that are a lot worse! My problem would be a luxury compared to theirs. To cope with pressure, agony, burden, trauma many people brace unhealthy habits like, drinking, smoking and some chose drugs. Mental health is not any less important than physical health. In my opinion, it’s vital!

So please don’t ignore the signs of stress. Let’s deal, find out the reason, time and don’t let it kill you slowly. I call this; garbage, nobody collects but you. And only you can recycle, absolve for a better You!

 

  

    

       

 

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In my own rhythm

 

I was on Skype earlier with one my college friends, who I hadn’t spoken to in a long time. There I was, having a nice chat with my buddy, with so much to catch up on! But before I knew it he said those predictable words, making the idea for this blog poke at me for the third time in recent weeks. It was inevitable really that it would come up, after the obviously annoying question regarding my current city & myself. And this wasn’t the first time either. A few of my associates from home and some relatives have given me the same thoughts!!!  

To get you up to speed I came to Bangkok, later moved to my current location, being Pattaya. And when you mention Pattaya, people can’t help but react with a naughty chuckle and some remark about the night life here. It is clear that to some living in Pattaya means party, party and what not! Unfortunately this city has its reputation as sin city, Asia’s biggest neon attraction and this history goes back to the Vietnam War; when the allied forces decided to set their R&R in Pattaya.  

But there is much more to discover in Pattaya then it’s so called reputations! I’ve been living here for a few months now and I have found many interesting sights, laid back communities and unexpected sights. I guess it depends on who you are and how you want to live! There’s a 21 golf course at an hour’s drive, water sports, Go-kart racing and many famous temples. There is  always some cultural event going on, festivals, local sports on going. You can easily lose your time at some local market, having a lot to offer with its surprising products. Also there are several old book shops too! And for the lovers of beautiful sceneries there are three wonderful islands close by.

Pattaya is also famous for its muay thai camp as they produced a few world famous muay thai champs! Speaking of muay thai, yesterday I had the opportunity to watch a Super Muay Thai- Kunlun fight event! My key maker neighbor offered me a bike ride to enjoy the show with him and I didn’t want to miss out.

It was really great atmosphere with local and international crowd. It was good to see local fighters as well as a few international (male & female) fighters. First we sat in the gallery and later moved by the ring beside the VIP area, so we got to see the cream of the crop of Pattaya fighting. It was a very intense fight and local reactions were really vivid. I will never forget that middle aged woman behind our row for her super duper funny reactions and exclamatory words!! She certainly kept the entertainment going for the entire event. What an ordinary looking die hard fan she turned out to be!

Today it is full moon, which always marks a special Buddhist day here. So religious ceremonies are going on day and night, at the Royal temple which is just beside my building. I also noticed people celebrating lantern festival while I was running in the beach this evening.   

How could I not mention the early morning by the beach! Health critic or not, but this shouldn’t be missed while you are here. The weather gets really chilly, almost fresh compared to the day time temp. You will get to see/buy fresh fish which fishermen brought straight from the deep sea, including fearful looking deep sea creatures. I do have a desire to go deep sea fishing with them on one of these days though!

Alright, alright, I’m not trying to write a little travel book here. I was just a bit annoyed when I started to write this blog because of the predictable reactions of my friends and relatives, but I’m totally cool and calm now.

Even a night owl like myself needs to sleep sometimes. So good night to you all and I will get back to you when I discover top-drawer Pattaya entertainment stuff again 😉     

       

  

 

Third eye

I promised to write today but I can’t really write. Even though I have some half written drafts from the last few days, I want to write something new. Today is the 27th September 2015. It’s a special day all over the world  for rare blood moon.

So many things happening around the globe today, but I dislike my mood. I even looked at news sites for inspiration but nah, no luck either.

Somehow though, I found something totally unique. A news item about a man who has been blind since birth !! His name is Juan Pablo Culasso, a Paraguayan and living in Brazil nowadays.

He had quite an interesting childhood; with a father that encouraged him to play bird songs on the piano and took him to the museum to feel various types of feathers.

And now he become a professional sound recordist ! I always wanted to do something about disabled people around the world. Especially where less facilities for them and such. And Juan is the right inspiration for all.

So today I’m going to celebrate on behalf of Juan and people like him/her around the globe! As Helen Keller said, “The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision” 

  This very news open another level of perspective in my life. Please read, share and discover life.. 

Tale of a three wheeler…

You know me as Rickshaw, aka a common non automatic three wheeler I am!  Rickshaw -wala is the person who pulls me around!

      I’m a usually very colorfully decorated and dressed up. It’s a very hard job, pulling around the city with two or three passenger plus getting bullied by other drivers / transports!

It’s a common transport and played a role in our traffic jam. I mean when I‘m in the main roads and avenues with mixed speed transport without any mirror to navigate.

Normally people from the countryside migrate to the capital city for better living and start out with this easy option.  

Here is my two little Rickshaws tales for you:

Uno: Once I was in a rickshaw & noticed the puller has only one hand & a leg! And the way he was doing it, only possible in circus or something like Guinness world record stuff!

I was astonished all the way to my journey and just couldn’t get off! After reaching my drop off point I fed him well in a restaurant and paid the fare with some extra cash. But the sadness still exists in me..

Dos: I got off from a rickshaw to buy a cigarette, while rickshaw waited for a minute or two. But couldn’t find that particular rickshaw when I came back as the traffic was in motion! The fare wasn’t much; less than fifty cents but it’s enough to buy a street meal.  I felt so terrible, so awful; that I kept looking for him in that road continually but no luck!! I shared the bitter phenomenon with few other rickshaw-wala but wasn’t helping much.

I couldn’t figure out how to repay that money! Not to some charity or to a beggar or such. I decided to pay that amount to s/he who really needs it the most. Since then I can’t tell you how many hundred times I paid that amount…….

Well, some time though I talk with them and listen to their stories behind this turn over. How desperate they’ve been through to come for this neglected job. Arrogant city people misbehave with them now & then.

I feel sick when Rich Daddy’s kids insult them or use slang as if it’s a completely normal thing to do, even with occasional slaps in their face! These things are outrageous and it’s pretty hard not to give those kids a blow myself & put them in the ground. But that’s not a long term solution, is it!? These same types of kids show humanity in the social media, say what!

Anyway, I was talking with a rickshaw-wala the other day in a tea stall. He used to be a fisherman in the sea and lived a colorful life.

His team used to chase company of fishes in the deep sea. Sometimes it took few days to a month to locate the schools of fish. Think of that rich, adventurous, free life he led! Now back in these metropolitan areas, taking direction orders from the jerks.

There are also seasonal people that come to this city for some extra income. Times they come are like: before festivals or national holidays. Because during those times, people do crazy shopping like it’s their last chance and pay better fare with tons of shopping bags to carry along.

As political strikes are a common thing over here, rickshaw is sometimes the only available transport to commute. Fare get’s higher with bargains and all you can see is rickshaws on the roads & avenues.

Rickshaw does have some other role in our mixed secular culture. People use it as wedding vehicle with some extra decoration,  you see young romantic talkative couples in rickshaw who rented for hours, thinkers in the rickshaw with burning cig, people trying to hide a smile with grocery bag with a fish tail hanging out,  people cover up their nose due to smell of sweat coming from rickshaw-wala and what not!!  It could be a documentary all together..

   

There are occasional fights between rikshawalas on the roads in the middle of traffic and you really have to disarm them otherwise it never ends but please don’t pick a side! End of the day they are two hard working, poorly paid and stressed out heads that lost the plot in traffic!

 

And please show respect to the elderly rickshaw-wala, they’re here not by their choices, you know! No one else available to look after them in this stage of life! He who wants to work when he’s meant to be retired & seating in his favorite corner of the room..hahs ??!

                         

Ohh and yes… when you drinking your favorite soda while you’re in rickshaw, please leave some for the rickshaw-wala. Please! Also when it’s really hot or rains, give him a chance to cover his head at the least, don’t you dare to not too!  

Treat all of them decently, despite their age or any discrimination like a proper human being; not like your personal wheel!

Sleep well fellow comrade..