So it was only in the last weekend of the month that I had finally given up. Not on work (If only I dared), earning the bread (Haha), paying the bills (I wish)- but on the plain art of what people call "chilling", The next time you pick up the phone and send a pretend-sad text to that friend with the lamest excuse which will save you a bout of socializing, you'll know what I am talking about. Before you say a resounding "yes that happens all the time", read on to know what I actually mean.
You do face detachment from time to time, but this is different. You want to breathe in the fresh air, maybe dance a little and even down those 2 Caprioskas, but something freezes you out. This unknown phenomenon is not common to those who indulge in the love of all the activities mentioned above. And this, dear reader, is what I term as the case of "THE LOST MOJO".
Before I touch upon how we get it back, I want to dwell on how we lose it in the first place. The whole process begins when we start wearing the same white fur hoods and find cozy comfort in the shelter of the sheep herd. Not valuing our own sentiments or preferences and following everyone's opinions apart from ourselves. Thinking about things that make you seem "uncool" in front of your ever "cool" friends is just another aristocracy. When too much of all this happens, the firmest of people lose their grip on their own wishes- their own selves. The loss of a dream, a loved one or even the slightest change in your life makes us a derailed train. We look for opportunities to smile, but fail ourselves every time we fight. The only way is to stop with the brain churning!
The only way to get back the lost spark is by giving yourself the one much-needed boost of confidence in your own choices. Speak loud and clear, hold the eye-contact and let yourself be heard! Most importantly, learn to laugh at yourself and just summon up the guts to leave it all behind for sometime. Pack your bags and head to a place that makes you happy (take that literally or as a metaphor- whatever suits). Make an effort because the white wool crowd might bore you, scandalize you and disappoint you at times- they are all you have.
It isn't a disease if you don't impress anyone in doing what you love or being what you are, just don't forget to laugh and spread laughter. Because a Mojo lost in yourself and gifted to others is better than the opposite. Experience happiness in every breath and just maybe your cheeks will regain your sheen again! Okay, back to work everyone. Weekend is coming though- maybe, just maybe I'll have a good time :)
You do face detachment from time to time, but this is different. You want to breathe in the fresh air, maybe dance a little and even down those 2 Caprioskas, but something freezes you out. This unknown phenomenon is not common to those who indulge in the love of all the activities mentioned above. And this, dear reader, is what I term as the case of "THE LOST MOJO".
Before I touch upon how we get it back, I want to dwell on how we lose it in the first place. The whole process begins when we start wearing the same white fur hoods and find cozy comfort in the shelter of the sheep herd. Not valuing our own sentiments or preferences and following everyone's opinions apart from ourselves. Thinking about things that make you seem "uncool" in front of your ever "cool" friends is just another aristocracy. When too much of all this happens, the firmest of people lose their grip on their own wishes- their own selves. The loss of a dream, a loved one or even the slightest change in your life makes us a derailed train. We look for opportunities to smile, but fail ourselves every time we fight. The only way is to stop with the brain churning!
The only way to get back the lost spark is by giving yourself the one much-needed boost of confidence in your own choices. Speak loud and clear, hold the eye-contact and let yourself be heard! Most importantly, learn to laugh at yourself and just summon up the guts to leave it all behind for sometime. Pack your bags and head to a place that makes you happy (take that literally or as a metaphor- whatever suits). Make an effort because the white wool crowd might bore you, scandalize you and disappoint you at times- they are all you have.
It isn't a disease if you don't impress anyone in doing what you love or being what you are, just don't forget to laugh and spread laughter. Because a Mojo lost in yourself and gifted to others is better than the opposite. Experience happiness in every breath and just maybe your cheeks will regain your sheen again! Okay, back to work everyone. Weekend is coming though- maybe, just maybe I'll have a good time :)
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