Life Hack Diaries

There is a rose bushel in the garden outside my house. This morning, I am getting ready for my daily walk. While I am trying to put on my shoes, I notice a small rose bud coming out of it. It is a grafted breed, a combination of yellow and red. The tiny petals sneak out of the bud with a smile of hope. The next day, I am off for the routine runs again, and I notice, this time, the bud has sprouted open. More petals are visible now, and the distinct shades of red and yellow are visible. This flower is going to bloom into something beautiful. Day-3, now I am super excited and waiting for the morning, to see how it evolved overnight. All through the process, I find, it is so "not-struggling". There is a 'flow' in the pattern. The change is not a forceful one, yet, it is remarkably quick. Day-4, and the rose bud is now fully blossomed into a beautiful flower. The bud walked through the nature's resistance yet, nothing was ever visible. Now, the rose smel

One day, there was a man whose name was 'dream'. He lived in a small village called the 'Heart'. Heart was a beautiful village. Small houses, lush paddy fields, shining riverside and majestic mountains in the backdrop with a golden sunshine - the heart was a place everyone would ever love to live.  Dream had a friend called 'Reality'. He lived in the neighboring village named 'Mind'.Mind was a wrecked village. There was always scarcity of water and food, and barren lands. Anything planted here would die. The people here stayed unhappy. Reality always thought about a place where he could go to, where he could find something better than his present. Dream on the other hand was a happy-go-lucky guy. He enjoyed wandering through the village, play in the paddy fields, run after the birds, and climb up the hills. He always wondered how the world outside his village would look like. One day, he wanted to set his foot outside his village and exp