Sunday, December 31, 2023

10 Longest Words in English with Interesting Meanings


Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
= a lung disease that is caused by the inhalation of silica or quartz dust
Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia
= fear of long words
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
= an expression of excitement, when you're too excited to say something
Floccinaucinihilipilification
= regarding something as worthless or unimportant
Antidisestablishmentarianism
= against the establishment of religion
Honorificabilitudinitatibus
= honourableness, the state of being able to achieve honours
Pseudopseudohypoparathyroidism
= excessive amounts of calcium and phosphorus in the blood
Incomprehensibilities
= the things that are incapable of being understood
Trichotillomania
= an irresistible urge to pull out one's own hair, eyelashes and eyebrows
Methylenedioxymethamphetamine 
= a chemical that leads to ecstasy

Saturday, December 30, 2023

Reprogram your brain through Writing (Reticular Activating System) | Pod...

There is a wedding or special occasion in your family. You are thinking about buying some jewels. And suddenly when you go to the market, your attention catches all the jewellery stores in the market which earlier you didn’t even notice. Everywhere you seem to be seeing jewellery stores. These stores were there earlier too, but earlier you didn’t notice them, earlier your attention was somewhere else, like on the various food joints in the market. But at this moment, your attention is reflecting back to you mainly the jewellery stores.

Another example. You are in a crowd of people who are all talking to each other loudly. There is too much noise in the crowd that you can’t hear anything properly. But somewhere in the crowd, someone calls your name. Immediately, your attention drops the noise and gets focused on the direction from which the call of your name is coming.

This is a mystery about the phenomenon of attention. There is an enigma in the process of attention that can only be deciphered when observed too closely.

Just like a photograph is developed in the dark and not in the light, in the same way, this phenomenon of attention occurs in the darkness of our brain inside which we cannot see until we observe ourselves. In this darkness of the brain glows a network as wide as the width of a pencil, which governs this phenomenon of attention. Let us understand what it is.

First of all, there are mainly two parts of our mind. One is the conscious mind (CM) and other is the subconscious mind (SM). The CM processes nearly 40 bits of information per second while the SM processes millions and billions of bits of information every second. There is a system which acts as a filter between the CM and SM. This system is called Reticular Activating System (RAS). This system is a network of nerves located in the brainstem.

The RAS sets the programming in our brain through which we see and perceive the world. Of all the data that we consume from our everyday world, RAS processes the data, sends it to the subconscious storehouse and filters and prioritizes it for you so you can focus your attention on a particular information. And then you begin to see what you desire to see.

Throughout our life, this system keeps on constantly changing and shifting. Just realize, how as an adult you don’t see the same situation as you saw it when you were a child. Likes, dislikes and favorites change too. Even our deepest attachments, infatuations and crushes lose their attraction over time. This is all because the RAS keeps on getting programmed and reprogrammed.

In t1 moment of time, you are not the same person as in t2 moment of time. Our life is the sum of these moments t1 + t2 + t3+….+ tn

During these moments, the quality of our life depends on the programming of our RAS filters. When we write, we begin to shift this programming, telling the RAS what things to prioritize and what things to pay attention to.

The more depth we add to our RAS, the richer is the quality of life.

As you take a scrappy notebook and scratch on it with the charcoal tip of the pencil, or metallic tip of a pen, you tell your RAS to pay attention to little things. Writing activates the RAS and helps you zero down your attention so that the stream of your thoughts can flow free.

When you journal or write something such as an affirmation or an intention, it programs your RAS to pay attention to all those things that are useful or supporting of your goal.

As for the creative process, there are two writing tools that enable us to reprogram our RAS to look at life in a fresh, colourful way.

One is Exposition and the other is description. Exposition is where you write something by exposing it in full-on detailed manner, by ripping it apart to shreds and by jotting down a picture to its pixels.

Google defines exposition as this…



An exposition is when you look at something as if you are looking at it for the very first time, or as a newborn. How would you then describe it, not as an adult but as a child?

When we write an exposition, we program our RAS to look at the world from a child’s fresh point of view. We code our brain to pay attention to little things, to ask questions, and to sense the mystery and fantasy in everyday things. 

Say for instance, if you ask an adult they say,

I live on planet Earth.

Whereas a child says,

I am sitting in a blue-green ball floating in the black ocean of space.

So, writing an exposition programs our RAS to learn to focus our attention on a particular window of time, to move and control our attention on our will, to see things clearly and in a magnified way.

On the flip side, description is the way how you describe what you see. What details you express, and in what words you express the details. A description is basically a picture you paint with the words.



When we write a description, our RAS gets intently focused on the tiniest details, colours, textures, sounds and smells. This programs our RAS to be more aware and attentive of our surroundings.

The more we learn to be aware of our surroundings, the more awareness we begin to have of ourself. And the more awareness we have of ourselves, the deeper we understand everything.

So, all in all, whether you wish to mirror your desired reality in the world outside or you want to be more creative, then write your way to reprogram your RAS.

Author of Bird by Bird Anne Lamott writes,

Writing motivates you to look closely at life, at life as it lurches by and tramps around. – Anne Lamott

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Wednesday, December 27, 2023

Be Your Own Hero | Podcast #18 by Neha's Notebook

Have you sometime found yourself getting distracted in periods while you’re reading a book? Somehow you seem to get stuck on a page, and while your eyes are in front of the page, your attention seems to be wandering somewhere else. Thoughts pull on your attention and don’t let you concentrate on the reading of the book. Similar to this, while we’re trying to create the best life for ourselves, distractions from the world hover over our head, making every possible attempt to distract us from our mission.

These distractions are the leftovers of the voices of people who insulted or undermined us, the revengeful shrieks for those who always criticized us or tried to stop us from our goal, phantom characters of people who attempted every possible way to make us feel down. The distractions can also be the voices of our own fears, our self-limiting beliefs and our ‘can’t do’ attitudes.

Another surprising distraction can be our greatest inspirations, role models and people we love and our attachments. While we feel safe in the cocoon of our own personal heroes and loved ones, this often prevents us from seeking out the part of us that is the greatest, that is fearless, that roars and rages and burns with the inextinguishable flame of greatness. This flame glows inside our heart and endows us with the courage to stand alone in life, to be a human and to develop the muscle of inner strength.

As a child, we start off by painting our own rainbows, but what we need in the next stage is a titanium ink with which to write our destiny, an ink that won’t be scraped over or erased.

We look for fantasy characters to define our imaginations, we believe the world of magic dust and dragons and heroes, yet we end up forgetting that the fortresses and castles where these worlds reside lie within our own hearts.

But as coffee in the cup gets colder, our passion fades like vintage love letters, but the rose of dreams never truly loses its perfume. Like hilltop breeze, a new struggle always refreshes our soul. We humans are thermodynamic containers but our entropy is too complex to be comprehended by our mere brain. We need something greater than our brain to contain our greatest worries, to surrender and trust that our greatest dreams can come true despite the distractions that sit like chips on our shoulders.

If you have spent your childhood in India, then you must be aware of the tale of Vikram and Betaal. Betaal is a ghost, a phantom which prince Vikram carries on his shoulders. The ghost keeps on whispering stories in the ears of the prince and the prince has to hear them so as to get the ghost to cooperate. Similarly, all of us are carrying our own ghosts on our shoulders. In order to let our ghost cooperate in fulfilling our dreams and goals, we ought to listen and to pay attention. With attention and awareness, the power of the ghost lessens and the voice of the heart emerges out like a shark’s fin emerges out of the sea’s deep waters.

What others can’t see for you, you can see for yourself. Carve your own reality, but most of all, trust your reality, even if it is a subject of comic to your fellow men and women. The concoction of self-belief and a little bit of ignorance may be bitter enough but is essential for the fulfillment of our dreams.

There lies a scream within our heart that we try to hide but that which can never be hidden. Discard the distractions. And be your own hero…

With this, wish you a fresh start and a happy new year!

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Saturday, December 23, 2023

Be Alive! - The Story of the Black Hole | Podcast #17 by Neha's Notebook

Once upon a time there was a gigantic black hole in the cosmic wild. The black hole knew the address of an aperture to another universe, a passageway to the Wonderland. But there was no one who the black hole could tell this address to, because whatever came near the black hole got ripped apart to particles and lost forever. The black hole could form no friendships, could not let anyone come near it. A star came near it, it got lost. A planet came near it, it got lost.

Over time, the black hole became sad and embarrassed about its own gravitational power. As the sadness grew more and more, it caused stirrings in the heart of the black hole. The sadness started drawing portraits of anguish with black crayons, the wax of which was dripping with sorrow and grief, grief over an invisible feeling, a feeling of missing something, missing someone who could last forever till its lifetime. The black hole after all could hold on to nothing due to its endless deep dark abyss.

The sadness of the black hole dreamed of a yellow golden sunlit land with sparkle-shooting butterflies and glittering green grasses but each time it opened its eyes, all it could see was only black darkness.

Then the sadness cried a tear which created a sea. Marrying the rolling waves, the sadness got lost and dissolved into the black hole. The portraits of anguish that the sadness had created now spewed hot black tar and lava. If a human could see this lava spewing from the mouth of the black hole, they would imagine lots of black ink smudging a novel, a novel telling the black fiction of slaughterhouses, wrath and wildfires. But since it was a black hole, no one was there to witness this black lava spewing inside the black hole. So, the lava exhaled black gas and like a thought, got lost and dissolved back into the black hole. Whatever was created inside a black hole also got dissolved into the black hole. What happened inside the black hole remained in the black hole.

With nothing to communicate its feelings, the black hole felt lonely. Snaking through the passes of thoughts and emotions, the black hole wrote poems, crafted chunky art journals and painted flowers. Leaping and hopping like frogs, waving like boatflags, it moved around the Milky Way galaxy trying to find a place to stay.

It finally chose the center point of the galaxy as its home. From the center of the Milky Way galaxy, it looked down upon a blue-green ball. On this blue-green ball were many jelly-like dolls moving hither-tither and casting a mumbo-jumbo throughout the space of the ball.

In tiny mudhouses, tiny coffeecups clinked and clanked. Tiny tinkle bells jingled and jangled. There were tree symbols in the landscapes. There were tiny dream books in which there were the stories of jinx and magic stars and fantasy. Stories were getting penned over open lunch boxes and tiny-tiny stairs, tiny dolls sitting with their tiny doll friends. As the black hole listened with its high frequency ears, the tiny dolls were talking about a black hole which resided at the center of the galaxy. Hearing which, the black hole became wonderstruck. These tiny jelly-dolls were all talking about it. The black hole became happy and with utter happiness it ballooned into an even more gigantic size. Wanting to tell the dolls on the blue-green ball that it was feeling alive despite its gravitation.

So, if some days you feel like a black hole, never be embarrassed of your powers. Never be embarrassed of being alive. Being alive means continuous change and movement and evolution. Being alive means not holding onto anything. Being alive means not saving your feelings for the future.

Don’t save cakes and joy and love and laughter for special occasions, joy which arrives so subtly, like the murmuration of stars and like the warm glow of galaxies.

And remember that the most serious and exquisite things in the world are those that can be comprehended and grasped by a child’s heart.

So, stop being too serious. just be a child, be alive!

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Wednesday, December 20, 2023

Be a Suncatcher ☀️ - Importance of Observation for Creative Work | Podca...

Life is full of animation. Both the life outside and the one in our imagination. Tables talk and flowers speak. Humans get possessed by ghosts and objects breathe. There are invisible eyes staring at us and there are spooky trees with treasure buried in their trunkholes. There are red elephants and blue horses. The animation is there all around us yet it expresses itself differently in different humans, like notes of music. The breath of life is the same in everyone yet it expresses differently through different individuals.

Like a camera captures a moment and produces a photograph based on its features, a human being captures and absorbs the moment’s experiences and expresses them in their own unique expression. Polaroids, high-definition images, pixelated photographs and all.

A painter paints a painting; a poet spins poetry; a mathematician solves problems, and likewise. Even different artists have their own different expression styles.

Amidst all this animation, the one who gains the golden fruit is the one who observes more. Usually in all these job postings we see that one of the requirements is ‘an eye for detail’. One who pays attention to detail is always a preferred choice in every profession. In life also, a keen observation is the passport to an in-depth self-discovery. The more deeply one knows oneself, the deeper is the expression in which one expresses themselves through their work or art or speech.

“You are an aperture through which the universe is looking at and exploring itself.” – Alan Watts

We are the sieves and filters and prisms through which the universe expresses itself. In this phenomenal process, aspire to be a suncatcher.

A suncatcher is a decorative ornament usually made of crystal, foilback stone or stained glass. A suncatcher is dangled outside a room or a house where it catches the sunlight and reflects it back in the form of colourful patterns and rainbowy reflections.

It could imply so many different metaphors and insights. For instance, be the one who observes and absorbs the animation of the world and then reflects back in the form of their own rainbowy expressions.

Be a suncatcher who concentrates all the light onto itself and then reflect back to the world its own unique rainbow.

Absorb, observe, understand and then create.

Be a creator, but first be an observer. First catch all the sunlight, then reflect your own rainbow.

You already have the bejewelled ornaments of your senses and mind to do this, to be a suncatcher. All you need is a conscious observation. Observation is the touchstone of all the practice and effort we put into the process of writing, creating artwork or producing something.

Document your observations. Maintain a diary. Jot down the pictures you have seen, the sights and the smells, the tastes and the textures in a commonplace notebook. Observe the people and scribble down their dialogues, their physical characteristics, their facial expressions, their tone and voice and speech and scribble it all down in your notebook. Keep a scrapbook of your observations. Create a character sketches book. And a file of all the styles, sentences, writings and tidbits you seem to like or love.

In school, if you remember, we used to play a game in which we were provided two similar images and our task was to find the difference between the two. Similarly, as a creative writer or artist, our task is to look at everything from a keen eye and a newborn’s point of view.

Look through a window frame – what do you see? Be a people watcher. Notice objects, places, people, artworks, sounds and seasons. Turn your attention away from the chatter in your mind

Be the binoculars who views everything far, near and deep from the expository vision of a child. Anne Lamott, the author of Bird by Bird says,

“I learned to be like a ship's rat, veined ears trembling, and I learned to scribble it all down.” – Anne Lamott

As life winks at you with challenges presented at your doorstep, be a suncatcher, take it all and then giggle back at life with your own unique piece of art created out of these challenges.

Take the animation of life and turn it into something beautiful, using the jewel of your mind!

Saturday, December 16, 2023

Worthy Crayon, Unworthy Crayon | Podcast #15 by Neha's Notebook

Once upon a time there was a priest. He received a fatty goat from one of the merchants in the town. He was quite happy having received a healthy goat. So he was returning home, carrying this goat on his shoulders. On the way three thieves spotted him, and decided to steal the goat from him. As the priest was walking by, one of the thieves appeared in front of him and asked why he was carrying an old dog. The priest was puzzled but he said that it was a goat not an old dog. In another few minutes, the second thief appeared on his way and said why was he carrying a mad dog. The priest, again puzzled, managed to say that it was a goat not a mad dog. He was walking, wondering whether the other two men were saying the truth. Doubt had already seeped into his mind. By then the third thief appeared in front of him and said why was he carrying a beaten dog. The priest became more puzzled than ever and began to believe that one men could be wrong, two could be but not all three of them. He began to believe that he was carrying an old mad beaten dog, and so he threw it away on the way, and kept going towards his house. The three thieves giggled and stole the abandoned goat.

This is a Panchatantra story and it teaches us many insights. As we grow up, over time the world seems to gaslight us into believing that we have no worth. And over time we began to believe that this is true, and abandon ourselves. Yet the truth remains the truth. The priest might have lost the goat but we can’t possibly lose ourselves. The moment we see the truth, at that very instant we are back in the game.

What we usually mistake worth for is the ‘suitability’ and ‘functionality’ in the world. When the jewellers say that gold is more worthy than silver, it is because gold makes up for more suitability in their job’s interest. On the other side, someone else might be more interested in silver jewellery than gold. Its about suitability of interest and not the worth.

Similarly, when we go to the grocery market and select one tomato and reject the other it’s because one tomato is suitable for putting into the vegetables while the other is not. Again, its about suitability and not worthiness.

A literate person may have more suitability for a job than an illiterate person. A skilled artist may have more suitability for a painting than a beginner artist. A glamorous person might have more suitability for going to a party than a plain one. But its all about suitability and functionality, not about worthiness.

During schooltime, we used to compare ourselves with others based on the pencils, notebooks and tiffin boxes we used to bring to the school. Some student would bring a big branded box of crayons while some other would bring a local regular pack of crayons. We started with crayons but never stopped after that. The spiral of worthiness kept on magnifying in proportion. Beginning with crayons, we started deriving our worth from our looks, our bank accounts, our relationship status and our place in the society.

Trust that this life is a game, and we, its players. We may not fit well in certain suitability or functionality criteria, but none of these criteria is related to our innate worth. Though we should try to change what we feel we need to change about ourselves, but we must also understand that any change won’t increase or decrease our worthiness, because ultimately, its not the worthiness of an individual we are talking about, it’s the quintessential worthiness of life.

Life is not worthy or unworthy. It doesn’t become more worthy in one case and less worthy in the other.

There is a suitable crayon and an unsuitable crayon. There is an expensive crayon and an inexpensive crayon. But there is no worthy crayon and unworthy crayon. There is no worthy life and unworthy life.

Believe, and you shall be sanguine and free!

Wednesday, December 13, 2023

Keeping a Writer's Journal or Diary | Famous Writers Journals | Podcast ...

When I was a child, I had an ornamental wooden box in which I used to collect trinkets and knick-knacks of all kinds – broken hair clips, bracelet beads, scraps from newspaper and magazines, paper poems, jewel pieces, glitter ribbons and likewise. As I grew up, I started writing poetry and making lists and jotting down diary entries and creating art journals.

We humans have a deep-rooted appetite to recording our thoughts and experiences. Just look at the famous collections of poetry, at the great monuments and at the things and inventions. Everything is someone’s way to record and capture their innermost thoughts and experiences.

Everyone has their own way to capture their thoughts, feelings and experiences. And journaling is a writer’s way to do this.

Many of the famous writers including Anne Frank, Susan Sontag, John Steinbeck, Virginia Woolf, Sylvia Plath, Ruskin Bond, CS Lewis, Ralph Waldo Emerson, John Didion and others used to maintain their writer’s journals and diaries. For most of them, their diary entries and journal jottings were converted into books.

Inside the journals of famous writers, you’ll find chronicles of their daily experiences, time capsules of their deepest emotional encounters, portraits of anguish and shame, secret codes, accounts of melancholiness, bedlams of confessions and innermost expressions, dingle-dangles of sensory material, curios of memories and insights and reflections from the point of view of the eye of their life’s storms. There is so much going on inside a writer’s brain.

Carrying forward in this vein, many famous writers suggest the exercise of journaling for aspiring writers. Journaling is a written and visual version of our deepest thoughts, emotions and experiences. And as it turns out, keeping a writer’s journal is one of the best ways to enhance our writing practice. It is the cream on the cake of our writing.

Ideas. Descriptions. Adjectives. Emotions, Conflict, Character, Phrases…Writing is a complex process. To be able to write, one needs to put one’s mind together and then write while standing at a little distance away from it.

The key to a good piece of writing is practice. While the sun may shine not everyday, practice ensures that it will shine atleast someday.

One way to record our writing practice is to capture the creative process we employ for writing. How do we write the descriptions? How do we create characters and spin scene after scene? What styles and voices do we connect with while we read others’ writings?

Fiction writer Stephen King suggests a Noun Verb Fiction Exercise in which you write a noun followed by a verb. Form a sentence and then use it as a writing prompt to journal or write.

Author of Zen in the Art of Writing, Ray Bradbury, uses a Word Association technique in which he writes a list of words, writing them one after the other as they come to the mind. When a list is complete, he jams the shapeless list into a story.

Similar to Mister Bradbury’s technique, Edward de Bono, in his book How to Have Creative Ideas, provides many Random word lists and uses many processes to use these words as writing prompts.

But even if you don’t wish to follow any particular technique, freewriting is something that every writer should do, must do. Julia Cameron, in her book The Artist’’s Way offers the idea of writing Morning Pages, which is stream-of-consciousness writing or freewriting. Write without any filter and without any grammatical boundary, just write it out.

A writer’s brain is an enigmatically strange thing. No one knows what creeps and slithers in there. But there is so much to write out. Unless you churn and dig it, how are you ever going to discover the gold buried in the subconscious?

Write letters to and from anything and everything. Write character sketches and dialogues and scribbles. Pen down a diary entry. Take support with visual cues such as doodles, sketches, collages, wordboards and word clouds just the way Leonard da Vinci used to do in his journal diaries. Open the windows into your soul and gaze at what you see without any filter of thought, opinion, judgement or belief.

Ending with, here are some views of famous writers on writing a daily journal or diary.

“Superficial to understand the journal as just a receptacle for one’s private, secret thoughts – like a confidante who is deaf, dumb and illiterate. In the journal, I do not just express myself more openly than I could to any person; I create myself. The journal is a vehicle for my sense of selfhood. It represents me as emotionally and spiritually independent. Therefore (alas) it does not simply record my actual, daily life but rather – in many cases – offers an alternative to it.” – Susan Sontag

“The habit of writing thus for my own eye only is the good practice. It loosens the ligaments. Never mind the misses and the stumbles. Going at such a pace as I do I must make the most direct and instant shots at my object, and thus must lay hands on words, choose them and shoot them with no more pause than is needed to put my pen in the ink. ” – Virginia Woolf

“In diary you find the proof that in situations which today would seem unbearable, you lived, looked around and wrote down observations, that this right hand moved then as it does today, when we may be wiser because we are able to look back upon our former condition, and for that very reason have got to admit the courage of our earlier striving in which we persisted even in sheer ignorance.” – Franz Kafka

“I never travel without my diary.” – Oscar Wilde

“It was while writing a diary I discovered how to capture the living moments…” – Anais Nin

Indeed what I have learned from reading about these famous writers has only re-enforced my curiosity and desire to persist in the practice of writing a daily journal or penning down a diary entry, for I too am waiting to unfold new doorways to self-discovery, intriguing fictional worlds that reside in my subconscious, and insights that stem from the serpentine stillness that creeps and crawls within my bloodstream and cellular trajectory. What about you?

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Saturday, December 9, 2023

Grow up but never grow up | Podcast #13 by Neha's Notebook

From Pokemon and Power Puff Girls pencil boxes and watching Popeye The Sailor Man to using sticky notes and planners, somewhere we grew up.

From playing all day in the sun to doodling lists and jotting in brain dump journals, somewhere we grew up.

As a child, we lived in our own make-believe world, and we believed that this world was real. We spoke to dolls, teddy bears and stuffed animals as if they were real characters in the movie of our life – a movie in which we were the hero. We talked with the night stars and the moon as if these interactions were real and someone was talking back to us. Stories were real. Monsters, fairies and dragons were real. There were gold coins at the end of the rainbow and there was treasure chest hidden somewhere in the grounds. Trees could talk to us and clouds made animal faces. All fiction was a reality.

As the clock ticked, the boats of competition and comparison sent us drifting downstream into the endless turbulence of worthiness. Our make-believe worlds shattered apart and got smudged under the spilled ink of darkness…

We were all blank pages. And somewhere we got coloured. While some colours were sweet, some others tasted bitter, and some sent us falling into the rollercoaster of shadows, and once afraid, we learned to run away from our shadows.

From nestling in the secure cocoon of our mother’s womb, we are all walking towards our respective tombs, and in between we find ourselves get entangled in catacombs – the catacombs of desires and fears and likes and dislikes. While we remain entangled in this never-ending catacomb of life, we try to find little escapes with zentangles and music and films. Stories and novels. Cuddling in warm blankets, brewing hot cups of coffee, tasting cookies and journaling about our everydays and know-hows.

As an infant, we didn’t need to fall in love. Because we were love itself. But soon enough, we end up losing ourselves bit by bit as we fell in love. We learned what was shame, what was anger and hate. Sometimes it was sweet when we found ourselves in love but sometimes it ended up breaking our heart. We learned to be jealous, to gossip and to listen to our mind more than our heart.

In between all this, somewhere we grew up.

We grew up.

Words were meant to be scribbled in neat letters in five-line notebooks, but soon enough ended up becoming flowers and arrows and much more than just plain scribbles. Words were meant to be uttered yawningly in the morning assembly from the school diary and we ended up listening to the utterings of the saints and the greats, ‘cause our innermost restlessness caused us to crave something more, something more. What was there was never enough.

Surely, somewhere we grew up.

But it is not a rule that when our hair turns white, we too need to abandon the colors of our life. Not at all. Then, why do we? The cup of morning coffee is bound to get colder with the passing time, but it is no rule that humans too need to become colder as they grow older. The only silver line between colder and older is c. So, just see. Just see yourself and the glory of life. As the time goes on, undo the conditioning of time and persist in seeing the world the way you used to see it as a child. As a toddler. Be your own rainbow paintbox. Look at everything as if you are seeing it for the first time. Explore, not just experience.

Seek jobs but also seek joy. Play games but don’t forget your innate playfulness. Let your heart break, but let the brokenness heal too. Fall apart but don’t be scared to rise up again. Learn to love, but also learn to let go.

As you get toasted in the toaster of life, become crisp and delicious but don’t burn yourself out.

Unwear the cap of comparison and free yourself.

Grow up in your knowledge but never grow up in your superiority.

Grow up in intelligence but never grow up in your deepest emotion.

Grow up in your words but never grow up in your feelings.

Grow up in etiquettes but never grow up in mischief.

Grow up in relationships but never grow up in love.

Grow up as an adult but never grow up in your childlikeness.

Grow up but never grow up!

Wednesday, December 6, 2023

Ideas to overcome Writer's Block | Podcast #12

You sit down at your typewriter (or computer).

 

You stare blankly at the screen.

You roll your sleeves but soon enough you end up rolling your eyes like a mad animal. You think about all the bad things that have happened to you, all the people you like and dislike; what they said and what they didn’t say, all the foods that you must eat, all the shopping that must be done. You are still rolling your eyes. You think about what you wrote the last time you sat on the typewriter (or the computer). In another moment, you realize that you are going crazy, because there seems nothing to write about. The muse is the goddess that is not at all easy to please. And so you keep waiting for the muse to show up.

You feel as if your inspiration is like a mimosa flower, the moment you try to feel inspired, it detects your lazy vibration and turns away from you.

You think about the 86400 seconds in a day and how you seem to be wasting them, and you think about the 86400 billion neurons in your brain and how they too seem to be popping no new ideas or connections in your brain.

You feel that you need some rocket candy, so as soon as you eat it, your creativity gets launched as a rocket. You aspire to be like sodium, so soft that it can be cut with a butter knife, you aspire to be like helium which can travel through solids. You need to navigate your mindstream, which at present seems like a total solid to you. You feel creatively conspitated, and you need a mental laxative.

These are the symptoms of what is usually called as the ‘Writer’s Block’. Steven Pressfield, in his book The War of Art defines this process by the term “Resistance”. This is a state of mind where our mind is in a resistance. Ideas are there, so many ideas are there in the universe outside, but none of them seems to come to your mind when you need them the most.

Author Julia Cameron suggests that to overcome this, writers should write Morning Pages, which is a form of freewriting process. This is also called as ‘Stream of Consciousness writing’, which is not only beneficial for writing but also for self-discovery,

Newton's first law of motion states that, ‘Objects at rest tend to stay at rest. Objects in motion tend to stay in motion.’ When it comes to writing, the most important thing is to find a way to get started. Once you get started, it is much easier to stay in motion.

If you write only when you feel inspired, it is like waiting forever. Instead make writing your habit. Make a writing schedule.

Author Jodi Picoult says that “I don’t believe in writer’s block. Think about it — when you were blocked in college and had to write a paper, didn’t it always manage to fix itself the night before the paper was due? Writer’s block is having too much time on your hands.”

Another thing that I do is to write my way through the writer’s block. Write what a writer’s block is feeling to you. Describe what it is. Author and poet Charles Bukowski quotes,

“Writing about a writer’s block is better than not writing at all.”

Write about it.

Copy something and write it - article, song lyrics, poem, prose, essay, film or experiences.

Use writing prompts - colors, words, phrases, images, etc.

Change your writing tools – write with pen and paper instead of a computer

Read a book and write something about reading it.

Create a character and let it discover answers.

Practice another art form - painting, doodling, dancing, cooking.

Brew some coffee

Open your ears and eyes, and write about the ASMR experiences.

“The wonderful thing about writing is that there is always a blank page waiting. The terrifying thing about writing is that there is always a blank page waiting.” ― J.K. Rowling

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Saturday, December 2, 2023

📖Writing Lessons from Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott | Neha's Notebook

Miss Anne Lamott’s book Bird by Bird is one of my favourite books when it comes to creative writing. It is also one of the first books that I did read when I started getting interested in writing. While there are other books written by her as well, the one that focuses on creative writing is Bird by Bird. So, I have curated some of these snippets and lessons from this book.

 

Starting with,

 

1.   Blennies are boring. Write with Open Mind.

Blenny is the type of an undersea fish that lives in the deepest areas of the sea, usually in rock bed. It keeps on sitting there in its tiny cave with its partner and kids. Most of the blennies, in their short life, don’t even rise to the surface of a sea let alone look above in the sky.

 

So, if I chose to write like a blenny, then most of my writing/poetry will be about one corner of a rocky seabed. Not very interesting.  

 

Saying this, Miss Lamott writes,

 

Who knows what this urge is all about, to appear somewhere outside, instead of feeling stuck inside your muddled but stroboscopic mind, peering out like a little undersea animal  —  a spiny blenny, for instance from inside your tiny cave?

 

2.   Pay Attention

Paying attention is of course an important characteristic for any kind of creative writing or poetry.

 

Miss Lamott writes,

 

“There is ecstasy in paying attention.”

 

“Writing is about learning to pay attention and to communicate what is going on.”

 

(Yes)

 

“The writer is a person who is standing apart, like the cheese in “The Farmer in the Dell” standing there alone but deciding to take a few notes. You’re outside, but you can see things up close through your binoculars.”

 

3.   The Unparalleled Mastery - Take it Bird by Bird

This is perhaps one of the biggest principles of every great artist, which I am still trying to learn these days.

 

Talking about her brother, Miss Lamott writes, “Thirty years ago my older brother, who was ten years old at the time, was trying to get a report on birds written that he'd had three months to write. [It] was due the next day. We were out at our family cabin in Bolinas, and he was at the kitchen table close to tears, surrounded by binder paper and pencils and unopened books on birds, immobilized by the hugeness of the task ahead. Then my father sat down beside him, put his arm on my brother's shoulder, and said, 'Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it bird by bird.”

 

Also, she says, “Every writer you know writes really terrible first drafts, but they stick in the chair. That's probably the main difference between you and them. Just take it bird by bird.”

 

4.   Treasure is in Little Details. Be like a Spy. Listen.

 

This is my favorite. Whock-a-boom, I am a spy spy spy!

 

“Learn to be like a ship's rat, veined ears trembling, and learn to scribble it all down.”

 

“Listen to the sound of the words.”

 

Listen listen.

 

5.   The Writing Process

 

She explains beautifully,

“You sit down, I say. You try to sit down at approximately the same time every day. So you sit down at, say, nine every morning, or ten every night. You put a piece of paper in the typewriter, or you turn on your computer and bring up the right file, and then you stare at it for an hour or so. You begin rocking, just a little at first, and then like a huge autistic child. You look at the ceiling, and over at the clock, yawn, and stare at the paper again. Then, with your fingers poised on the keyboard, you squint at an image that is forming in your mind— a scene, a locale, a character, whatever-the other voices in your mind. The other voices are banshees and drunken monkeys. There may be a listing of things that must be done right this moment: foods that must come out of the freezer, appointments that must be canceled or made, hairs that must be tweezed. But you hold an imaginary gun to your head and make yourself stay at the desk.

Yet somehow in the face of all this, you clear a space and you begin to compose sentences. You begin to string words together like beads to tell a story. You are desperate to communicate, to make real or imagined events come alive.”

 

6.   Writing is a painful, sometimes depressing work to do but if you do it well enough, people will connect.

 

When we use the most depressing and painful feelings to write something, the writing stirs people’s hearts and this is what the ultimate purpose of any art form is. Describing this, Miss Lamott writes,

 

“When I was twenty-one, I had my tonsils removed. For the entire week afterward, swallowing hurt so much that I could barely open my mouth for a straw. The nurse told me that I needed to buy some gum, and to chew it vigorously — the thought of which made me clutch at my throat. She explained that when we have a wound in our body, the nearby muscles cramp around it to protect it from any more violation and from infection, and that I would need to use these muscles if I wanted them to relax again. I began to chew it. All the pain was gone, permanently.

 

I think that something similar happens with our psychic muscles. They cramp around our wounds—the pain. They keep us moving and writing in tight, worried ways.”

 

7.   Don’t be afraid of Writing about Messy and Scary

 

“Clutter and mess show us that life is being lived...Tidiness makes me think of held breath, of suspended animation...”

 

8.   Some bits…

 

Don’t make a character perfect - without faults it loses touch of reality

 

“Write straight into the emotional center of things. Write toward vulnerability. Risk being unliked.”

 

“As a writer, you take all that you've listened, observed or overheard and turn it into gold. (Or at least you try.)”

 

“Think of your writing as a gift to the world”

 

“No one cares if you write, so you have to. You’ll be old and grey whether or not you express your creativity. But you’ll be sad if you don’t.”

 

“A Character is defined by its description and dialogue.”

 

“To create any character, the narrator/writer needs to see it in him/herself, because the narrator is the one who holds the character together.”

 

Ending with,

 

“Tell the truth”

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