Let your Dreams and Passions find Vents

During my adolescence, I was driven to the Engineering career by a friend of my father who began calling me ‘Engineer’. His calling me like this pleased me and I decided to be an Engineer on growing up, and I succeeded. I liked the profession for its scientific approach to problems and opportunities to boost up and utilize creative talent. No doubt, I was successful at this profession and reached the top slot ‘Chief Engineer’ in 10 years of my employment period. I loved the job and my love was duly rewarded.

All along this career, I had a craze for two things which went on pinching me and often coming to surface of my mind – scientific developments and authorship. As a result, I used to think a lot and write a lot in whatever free time I used to have in my highly engaging profession. My scientific involvements, being part of engineering, did not tease me much and got satisfied through my engineering involvements. But my craze for authorship often got strangulated by career ambitions and business of engineering. I even did not probe what to write about.

On getting freedom from financial liabilities of life and career ambitions, I was naturally drawn to authorship since it needed no investment and affiliations, which are needed by scientific development works. In the world of authorship, I got some books published and have written over 1,000 articles online. The most valuable articles of mine are on psychology with derivatives into the arenas of self-improvement and relationships, while I never studied psychology, academically.

Still, there are a few things i would like to do passionately but for lack of resources and time, I have under my command. This field is of researching into ancient scriptures to unfold ancient history of humanity. The presently known history is not acceptable to me, particularly about Indian subcontinent.

You Never Know

My purpose of narrating all these experiences of mine is to come to an understanding that we never know what is the best course of one’s life, and use of capacities and capabilities, unless tried through hits and trials. Such hits and trials are, of course, costly when it comes to having career ambitions and bearing family responsibilities. Recently, with the advent of Internet connectivity on our finger tips, such experimentation in newer fields has become easy and may be tried during leisure time without much affecting ongoing career ambitions and family liabilities.

You never know which one-thing, tried for fun or as a pastime, come to be the premier stake of your life in times to come. So, keep on giving vent to your dreams and passions, repressed by your current involvements, considering them as precious assets of yours. Even if you don’t have much time and other resources for investing into these, keep them alive until a point of time in future when you will be able to pursue them.

Call it a Day

Whatever you do, under circumstantial pressures, career ambitions or even out of ignorance about the best field for you, set a deadline for continuing that and quit that on reaching that point, to become free for your other passions and dreams. In terms of age, any age beyond 50 is the right time when a person must begin moving towards freedom from circumstantial pressures, family responsibilities, career ambitions, etc.

It is not psychologically easy for anybody leaving a thing or engagement for which he/she had been involved for more than 10 years because of the fruits the engagement begins providing after this period without much efforts. But if you have some other dreams and passions in your mind which keep on raising their heads in between your busy schedules of family and career involvements, give them a chance by getting freedom from the usual engagements of life.    

What is there in that pair of Male Eyes

All women are ever thirsty for being appreciated, and this provides a clue to how a woman could be attracted by a man. For conveying a loving message, no words are enough or required. It is the eyes and lips of the man which communicate in the best possible way with a woman to arouse her interest in the man.

Four ways of Male Propositions

To begin with, the eyes may convey these four messages to the woman –

How beautiful you are!

You are the woman I had been looking for, for ever.

I look forward to be yours,

Your presence delights me.    

Two Aspects of Eyes

There are two aspects of eyes – their width of opening, and their distance in between. The second aspect is indicated through sharp folds in skin in between eyebrows – the center for thinking. A sweet proposition does not need much of thinking leaving the distance between eyes normal with no sharp folds of skin in between eyebrows.

Without much of thinking tension on the person, the width of eye opening remains the only parameter to indicate eye gestures. Notice the following points in the four pictures above arranged in order of increasing sweetness of the four gestures.

 As the sweetness increases, the eyes get calm, quiet and narrower. Thus, with no tension, narrowness of eyes indicates sweetness. More opening width of eyes is indicative of the person’s higher amazement or curiosity.

Women are very conscious about stares of men, and they immediately sense their intentions by reading their eyes. If a woman stares back with a smile to a staring man with some particular intention, it is her affirmation for the wordless proposition, and the man can look forward for a further dialog. But if the stare of the woman is accompanied by a grin, the man must be ready to defend himself. Both types of the communications of the woman are conveyed quite effectively by her eyes only. Other messages from the eyes may be of neutrality and of hatred which the man must read from her eyes.

The Male responses

When a woman proposes to a man through her eyes, the male response may be provided in any of the following five ways -

   Hateful, when the person dislikes,

  Neutrality, why should I?

  Amicable, when the person agrees

  Studious, when the person is curious.

  Alert, when person is cautious.

Comparing gestures of propositions and those of responses, we notice the following things –

1. The eyes remain normally distanced in propositions while these come closer to each other in responses, putting more pressure at the junction of eyes and nose, the center of thinking. Thus, a response needs more thinking than that in a proposition. 
2. The eyes get more focused while responding than that while proposing.
3. Any response is more difficult and cause of tension than the proposition.
4. An active interest widens eyes while a distancing gesture narrows them, as shown in the five pictures above arranged from the narrowest to the widest open eyes. The width of the eyes varies in direct proportion to the man coming closer.    

What attracts a Woman

For the wild past of humanity, woman still appreciate a beastly look of her man from a distance -   

But when in closeness, they appreciate the chick look with an ever-smiling face –

Twisting her View in your favor

Once, I told a woman, “I love you”.

She doubted and replied back, “There is a difference between love and lust”.

I responded by saying, “Yes, I confess - I am lusty, but this lust is for you only”.

She smiled back in affirmation and whispered, “You are so darling a man”.

So, never cross a woman’s mind or words but give them a twist intellectually to win over the woman’s mind, body and love. 

Me, a Proud Atheist and a Poor Marketer

Understanding oneself is more difficult than understanding the outside world. But it is very important to understand one's strengths and weaknesses to make a happy living. Here is an study through my own exemplification.

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Savitri, My First Physical Love

It was in 1973. I was in my first job at Durgapur Steel Plant and had gone on an official visit to Bhilai Steel Plant. When the visit was over and we were to return to Durgapur, I decided not to go back immediately but to visit some more places around Bhilai. I overstayed in the guesthouse, I was provided for the official visit. I hunted Bhilai township and Durg for two days but could not find any thrill, I was on the lookout but did not know what exactly it was.

Then I moved to Raipur by train to stay and stray there for some time. On leaving the train at Raipur Railway Station, I asked a rikshaw-puller to take me to some economical hotel for my stay. He drove around some markets and brought me to the entrance of two-storied building housing a hotel. I took my luggage and went to the reception counter, checked in with my information in a register. I was handed over a key of a room at the first floor. As I was moving up on the stairs, there she was – a dark colored woman, quite senior to me in age, with a well-shaped body, simply dressed. Our eyes met in affirmative tones and I realized that she was the thrill I had been looking for all these days.

Before this, I had never sexually interacted with any woman. So, I hesitated to talk to her, she also kept quiet. I went to my room thinking of her and how to manage my first meeting with this woman, I liked instantly, but found no clue to overcome my hesitation. The evening and the night passed, without any courage in myself for a closer interaction.

Early in the morning, I moved with a toothbrush in my hand to a common wash-basin to brush my teeth. Her room was close-by, she also came out after our eyes met again with disappointments of wasting of the night. As she came close to me, I asked her, “What is your name?” which she replied with a smile on her dark face, “Savitri”. Then, I asked her to come to my room, which she refused saying that she had been staying there for many days then for a treatment of her son in a local hospital, so people there knew her well.

It was a heavy blow to me after the storm of hope of a union with her. I softly said, “Then…”

“We can go to a home of my close friend in the city.” I instantly agreed. We got out of the building, moved some distance on the road, and took a rikshaw under her guidance. On reaching her friend’s home, she found her home locked. Our hope was shattered once again.

By this time, we had become known to each other and our liking for each other had intensified. She was from a village in the area, belonged to a local tribe, was illiterate and having a sexy appeal in her body. Her husband was a drunkard and did not care for her. With me, she wanted to quench her sexual thirst which had been under suppression for a long time but was aroused then and burning her. So far, I had hold only her warm hand in my hand while we were sitting side by side in the rikshaw.  

“Then..” I whispered.

“Let us go to the jungle on the outskirt of the city but not very far away from that place”, she replied thoughtfully. We again rode a rikshaw under her guidance and gradually moved out of the city. Everywhere in the fields nearby, there were farmers working. She did not find any suitable place.    

“Then..” I whispered.

“Let us go back to the hotel and be together there itself. Come what may.” said she with courage and enthusiasm. I agreed. She directed the rikshaw-puller accordingly. On the way, I purchased some fruits. It took about half-an-hour to reach back to the hotel. There was a lot of activity at the place, so moved upstairs separately with she much behind me. I directly reached my room, unlocked and went inside keeping the door half open. In a few minutes, she entered the room and bolted from inside.

She wrapped her body on mine wildly rubbing all over my body while I was kissing all over her face. Soon, we were fully undressed. I took her in my arms to the bed… We both were wild with desires of satisfying each other to derive maximum pleasure from the union. She guided me wherever I lacked in the interaction for that being my first experience. The first session lasted for about half an hour with we lying haphazardly in each other’s arms, bodies closely set with each other and the final stroke made both of us unconscious for some time. It was a great state of calmness in togetherness.

My eyes opened, lips drawn to hers, hand reached her boobs, making her active again… ahhh..

Thus, the three sessions made us completely exhausted lying separately on the bed. After a rest of about an hour, she told me that she is late for visiting the hospital, got up, dressed up, and went out of the room. I kept lying in bed for a long time. My train to Durgapur was to leave in the evening at 5 pm, and it was already 3 pm.

I wanted to see her again before my departure, but she did not return by that time. 39 years have passed, I still remember my first encounter with love as an event of a few days back only. That memory charms and recharges my whole body even now. 

A new Insight into Communication and Cooperation

Yesterday, I was thrilled with musical performances in singing by a lot of young boys and girls participating in a competition. In connection with this competition, I happened to watch closely communication level and mutual cooperation in the family of my colleague in the organization devoted to searching and promoting musical talents in rural areas of India. The organization principally works in my area where active entertainment ways, like singing, dancing, etc are missing from the lives of the people.

My first impression of listening to mutual conversations of the family members was of nostalgia for the members keeping on talking minor things for long and in details, with everyone sharing everything of his/her experiences with almost everyone else coming his/her way. To me, it appeared to be loss of precious time on issues of minor nature.

This impression of mine about the family is born out of tradition of my own family wherein we discuss things of utmost importance only in minimum possible words and based on relevance of the person to the matter. Youngsters don’t talk much in presence of seniors, and seniors don’t disclose their minds with juniors treating them irrelevant. This results into a calm and quiet atmosphere when both seniors and juniors are present at a place.

My second related observation in the family of my colleague is about mutual cooperation among members of the family. If one has a project in hand, minor or major, he/she will discuss it with all others, and all others were seen cooperating through providing resources at their commands for the project’s success. For example, for the above-said music competition gathering, my friend’s wife cooked a huge amount of food and packed to be carried to the site, his mother offered financial participation by giving him Rs 4,000 for continent expenses as the event is organized. Two small children accompanied us to the site to serve the arriving guests for the event, the farmer father of my colleague accompanied us to oversee the arrangements and help us, though he has no interest in music.

Although, for such active participation of the family members, the event looked like a family issue, but the success of the event was ensured through this participation only. As far as, other organizers of the event, including me, are concerned, only the directly concerned persons were present. Their family members were not even knowing what these organizers are involved in and with what consequences.

We are generally accustomed and subscribe to partitioned lifestyles where personal, family, social and professional lives are partitioned. The new observation of mine in the colleague’s family gives me a new light for further thinking on the mutual relationships, communications and cooperation among family members.  

This experience reminds me of a marketing strategy of ‘show more to sell more’ under which sellable commodities are displayed in huge quantities to attract more customers and hence to improve selling of the commodities through showrooms. The analogy derives me to the point of saying ‘communicate more to get more cooperation’. And, I tend to agree.