why not luxury?
But now it has changed. I mean my impression about luxury.
Luxury is extra-ordinary. If ordinary, it’s no more luxury! And it is different for different class of people.
There is a shop called coffee café @ Ernakulam where you have to pay Rs.100/-(may be 150/-right now) for a black coffee. The place is really great and I ‘wanted’ to go there some time. Luxury comes with expense, very much. The things which we cannot afford are actually ‘expensive’. So a coffee @ coffee café seems very ‘expensive’ for me.given Rs.100/- I would like to go an ordinary restaurant and manage one full day with this 100 rupees. For a person who is earning a 5-digit salary and willing to spent, its not that ‘expensive’. It is not a big thing for her/him.
A black coffee will cost only (at most) Rs.5/- in ordinary restaurants and why people pay Rs.95/- extra? For comfort, high class services (and it has something do with) social ‘status’, which you cannot get by buying a Rs.5/- coffee.
What I think now is ‘luxury’ of these people is a better way to let the money flow. In this case of a coffee the 100 rupees get distributed to the owner, manager, government, waiter, cook, security, receptionist etc. actually the material cost may not exceed rs.20/- anyway. So 80% of the ‘luxury’ is getting distributed. Isnt it a good thing?
No one really likes to give away money for nothing. (I mean, to have a Rs.5 coffee and giving Rs. 95/- to some poor). So this is a better way.
Now, the very luxurious weddings: these wedding invitation card costs Rs.1000/-. Of course the money is getting distributed, but what about the wastage of resources? {Unnecessary} I mean electricity, water, food. Do anyone eat the whole thing she/he gets served? Ok, at least 75%? Once I told my friend not to waste food…there are thousands of people who dream about this much food …etcetera…you wanna know her reply? She told me ‘what does it matter to them if I waste this or not. They are not able to buy it because they have no money. So this has got nothing to do with this.’ Isn’t she right? {.}
Some people use only branded items. May be they are so much concerned about the quality. Once I went for shopping with my friend. She bought a shirt for her brother which costs about Rs.1500/-. I was really surprised! He wears only ‘basics’ shirt! Is there much difference in quality of stitching/cloth with ordinary ones? After all, it has its own purpose. Anyway, the money is getting distributed!
Wear Basics shirts, Live In jeans, lakme lotions, Revlon lipsticks; go to beauty parlors every month and dine @ multi cuisine restaurants…and let the money flow!
So spend more and live in luxury!
---there is something missing ---
Cheers,
Tressy.
flatline.
do you know the distance between life and death? there's no distance, right? its the end of life on earth!
some say that the feelings during few seconds before death are 'undefined' and a person can feel that she/he is going to die, 'during' these seconds (brain dead).
near death experience. is it simply our imagination depending on our belief? {like being in hell/heaven, God, sins, fears,devil etc...} but if brain is dead how can we imagine?
can a soul survive death? sure...we live forever...
anyway my angel has started smiling from her heart. i can see sparkles in her eyes.
(---i cannot write anything serious, because i am so silly---)
When I say dont know
These words have got a lot of meaning, usually not what they really mean. It’s a way to say
- I don’t agree with your point. But right now, I don’t have enough points/resources to convince you.
- I don’t want to continue anymore. I cannot say the reason.
- Who cares? / Why should I?
- I really know.
- I want you to know that I really don’t know.
Ok.
Nowadays I find it too hard to get some good sleep at night.
The stars and moons at the roof have stopped shining. But my eyes are wide open, darkness. I can hear the flutter of the angel’s wings. I am just imagining things.
What if God appears before you (& convince you that He is God) and ask you to ask anything.(FREE WILL) O, my God!
Now I am not imagining. I am thinking.
Case 1-if given 10 seconds: I will ask nothing. There’s nothing in my mind ()
Case 2-if given 5 mins: (what all things do I need? I need nothing specifically right now. Everything is going pretty well).
· Hope you are doing well…hmmm… God, I’m very happy that you are here.
· Peace …
Case 3- given 1 hour/ above: nothing more than this.I am almost satisfied with my life.and I love the way I live.
I don’t noe(hmmm, guess the meaning!) whether this is a stupidity or not. But it’s true.
What would you ask if given a chance. Do you ask for anything you want to know about your past or future?
Hmm… next time im gonna post something really really serious... may be
- Secrets & promises
- Expressions and thoughts
- Life after death.
Or something else.
cheers,
tressy...Living beautifully.
the running water.
This is from the book I am currently reading. George Eliot’s(Mary Ann Evans) the lifted veil (Silas Marner). I don’t know really how much I love reading this. I read it over and over and I cannot read more than four pages a day. This doesn’t mean anything about my reading speed.
Face
I have been thinking about writing something about face; my face.
Some say, face reflects your mind. Is it really so? Anyway I am sure about one thing, I just can’t resist laughing. I need only a simple reason to initiate it and it lasts for a pretty good time. And during this time, I cannot do anything with my right arm. Is it abnormal?
Ok, back to the face. Face---something got to do with expression, appearance and identity.
I read somewhere that an oval face is considered as perfect face since it is symmetric. symmetry has its beauty!
Lets start with forehead. For a perfect face,they say it must occupy exactly the half of your face.(!!!). I don’t think so. Anyway my forehead’s vertical span is equal to the length of my left hand index finger.
And eyebrows; is it a part of forehead or a part of eye? I have thick, long, joined eyebrows. I love my eyebrows! People, especially women shape their eyebrows to look younger and beautiful. Imagine your face without eyebrows. God!Eyes, the most important feature on your face (acc. to me). We can cry, wink and smile with them( apart from its main purpose). Tears are really wonderful! To me smiling and crying are the most wonderful things that you can do with your face, from the source-heart. Both accompanied by tears.
A wink. Most people, including me can wink (form of semi-formal communication, usually naughty) with only the anti-dominant eye. Is your anti-dominant eye a little smaller than the other? Actually I don’t like big eyes. I don’t know what kinda eyes are beautiful. I don’t like my eyes much, but I love my eyelashes.
Now, nose- to breath and smell. It causes a lot of irritation during cold. I like small pointed nose. I don’t like mine.
Lips-beautiful because they can smile and kiss. Smile, one of the greatest gifts to human beings. Happiness is most often the motivating cause of a smile. Biologists think smile originated as a sign of fear. (!)
A smile, from your heart is so precious. I love a smile accompanied by the exposure of teeth and with dimples. My favorite smile award goes to Madhavan. He smiles like me!
I don’t have much knowledge to write about Mona Lisa Smile.
About ears, cheeks and chin. My ears are sensitive and small and type recessive. So cannot use second studs. Cheeks, I don’t have soft, loose cheeks. Thanks for the numerous continuous run during sports training. And I don’t like soft cheeks except for babies. Chin-most useful during long lectures!
Mustache & beard ---I have no idea. Actually I don’t like both.
Pimples- I like pimples, but not many.
a change in your hairstyle changes the appearance of your face too. (you cannot even identify my face in a pic of some 3 years ago)
I understand that my face is s common. Even there at college there was one guy who looks like me. And some say my face resembles their cousin brother or friend. Still it’s unique.
---One of my hostel mates cannot recognize her face in a photograph!!!---it’s true.
Cheers
tressy
my angel.
yes. she is smiling with her lips. there is no joy in her eyes, no joy in her heart.
then why is she still smiling?
100 & Something!
I made a confession today! Actually, I need a lot of preparation before a confession and this time a lot more. Often, I find it difficult to admit to God, myself and others that I have committed a sin. It really requires tremendous amount wisdom & insight {MATURITY}, which I lack a lot. The most intricate part is to say ‘sorry’ to others. It’s not at all easy. But believe me, doing so will give you very much relief and some good feeling which is beyond description.
For Catholics, confession is one of the Sacraments. So we are supposed to do it once in a month (/at least once in an year). First, we need to ‘recollect’ all our sins and have to say some (formal) prayers. And then, admit it to God and yourself (I usually end up in tears), promise ‘never again’ and forgive others’ (Isn’t it difficult?). Then confess to the priest. He will give you some advice and penance. Sometimes in case of very serious sins, the priest asks you the details. The priest offers some prayers. And he should keep the whole thing a secret. Again, some prayers (formal and personal). This is the procedure.
The most beautiful part is you feel very peaceful after this. (At least until you leave the church).If you are not that determined and faithful (to yourself & God), there is no meaning in doing this. And this is NOT a license to commit sins over and over. If you consider so, it’s a sin.
My thoughts:
- You are good and beautiful than you think you are. Also dreadful and ugly.
- I cannot love anyone, but me. If I ever love anyone else, it’s because I am very deeply in love with me.
- Some kindness in your heart and a smile on your face can do wonders.
- You need no courage to die, but a lot to live.
- Admitting guilt makes you feel better than wearing a mask.
- The best way to prove your faith and fidelity to God is your life.
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