There's a very minute difference between sharing one's interest/work and blowing one's own trumpet. When one's interest is being shared, there are high chances that it's being misunderstood as blowing one's own trumpet. Instead, it's actually the extent to which one is involved in his/her interest or hobby.
For example, if a writer explains the wordplay and intricate details that he/she has given in the write-up, it's mostly to make the readers to understand that so much has gone into the writing and the writer wants to share his experience and the person's eyes can clearly differentiate between whether he / she is blowing his / her own trumpet or how much one is involved in that aspect that he wants others to know and cherish as well...
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One week later, Mano and his family visited Janani's home to see their parents.
They discussed for sometime. During a short span of time, Mano and Janani's parents became so close...
After sometime, Mano and family left for their home.
Mano: (with pride) Janani... Mano and his family wishes you a very Happy Onam...
Janani: (hesitant) Onam ?? We don't celebrate Onam. Do you celebrate ??
Mano: (smiling) We also don't celebrate Onam... It's a wordplay. Think about it and let me know... This Onam is Mano's Onam...
After sometime, Janani wrote in her notebook whatever Mano told. She didn't understand much from Mano's first sentence. When she wrote the second sentence and read that letter by letter, something struck her mind.
She took her phone and messaged Mano. The message read,
"Hi Mano... It's indeed Mano's onaM. I'm not sure if I'm right but it's something closely related to MalayalaM."
Mano looked at his phone and smiled with pride...
#714-
When someone talks to you, look into their eyes and talk. Sometimes, without looking at their face, we give our response since we're occupied with something. We may not know but sometimes, it's the eyes which speak more than our words...
Also, "Real eyes realize Real lies..."
Eye contact is important...
#713-
We go through a mix of pleasant and unpleasant events... When we focus on the not so pleasant ones, we might miss appreciating the pleasant ones. On the contrary, if we appreciate and admire the pleasant ones, the unpleasant ones seem less heavy and are overshadowed by the pleasant ones.
Crux is "Look at the bright side".
Just like how we've perceived the song, "Oorum Blood" from the movie "Dude"...
#712-
It was the day of Raksha Bandhan...
Yes... The same day when Sharadha had tied a Rakhi to Sarathy...
Sarathy's anxiety knew no bounds.
After reaching home, he got freshened up and went to stores on his scooter to buy groceries...
While returning, in his apartment veranda, he saw a toddler playing with a ball, on his way. He tried to turn off the scooter's headlight but it was BS6 (AHO feature).
He tried to cover the headlight with hand such that the toddler won't be exposed to the LED headlamp. He parked his vehicle near his flat.
His neighbour: Sarathy... Watch your balance... It's fine. My kid will look away from the headlamp...
Sarathy: Yeah. Anna. Still... I've read somewhere that direct exposure of LED headlamp is bad for toddler's eyes and mine is BS6 with AHO (Automatic Headlight On). Can't help but cover...
His neighbour smiled and gave him a warm hug...
Sarathy got reminded of his mother's words,
"Just because bad things happen to you, don't stop being good..."
He smiled & anxiety level was reduced for a very brief moment...
#711-
When we walk with a toddler, he/she holds our little finger with its whole hand. We know that our little finger can't provide that much grip to the toddler's hand. That's from our POV. From the toddler's perspective, it's something that means a lot and is everything what it could ask for. There's a direct parallel to the trust. From our view, we may think that we've been just our usual self but for the other side, some small act of ours could've instilled immense trust. And when we come to know about the same, it moves us but we stay still...
It's an altogether different perspective to be explored & cherished...
#710-
It was a Saturday evening.
They boarded the bus at 3.15 p.m. to Chintadripet. The bus was crowded & they were standing in the middle of the bus. Saraswati wasn't tall enough to reach the passengers' holding handle. Sharadha too stood on her toes to reach the handle. Mahadevan was comfortably holding the handle.
Halfway, there's a sudden brake. Sarasu suddenly held Mahadevan's arm for support. He gave a warm smile & said, "Hold on to Mama's arm tightly Saraswati." Sarasu smiled & comfortably tightened the grip.
After some time, a seat got vacant & Sarasu got seated. Sharadha's toes started aching. Generally, unlike this time, she stands such that she can hold the vertical handle.
Hesitating, she tightly held Mahadevan's arm with her left hand. His smile knew no bounds but considering the ambience, he played subtly.
Later, Sarasu's adjacent seat got vacant & she called Sharadha. Through eyes, she said she was holding his arm. Sarasu nodded & turned back.
Looking at these, he said, "Sharadha... We'll be holding hands for eternity. You've my word. Saraswati is sitting alone & seat is vacant too. Go sit with her".
Sharadha forgot that it's the whole point.
#709-
An event which is a coincidence for one person might not be a coincidence for another person and sometimes both can be right from individual's perspective. In majority of the cases, misunderstanding has an ability to trick the mind that an event that's happened is a perfectly planned one whereas, it'll be a mere coincidence, in reality. It's so flawless and powerful that it's almost like a multi stable perception that we have while looking at an ambiguous image i.e. once a perception of an image is made, it's very difficult to change the perspective to look at another image within the same ambiguous image...
#708
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Sharadha and Mahadevan went to pickup Sharadha's sister Saraswati from school...
Sharadha had a ritual that everytime when she visits her school, she used to visit the board in which higher secondary toppers' names from 1995 till now, were written and feel proud and give a big smile.
This time, accompanied by Mahadevan, her fiancé, she did the same thing.
Mahadevan didn't understand it initially but then figured out by seeing her name on the board.
He wanted to have a photo of him with the toppers' name board. He asked Sharadha aka Parvathi to click one for him. She was surprised to hear this and took a pic. She ensured that her name was clearly visible in photo that's clicked.
Mahadevan's smile in that photo was quite different and good. The obvious reason is the girl behind the lens. He was admiring that photo for a while and changed that as his WhatsApp DP.
After 10 mins, a message from his mom read, "Cute DP kanna.
Hara Namah "Parvati" pataye, Hara Hara "Mahadeva..." ".
Mahadevan didn't know what to respond but blushed...
#707-
They say, "One man's trash is another man's treasure..."
You can be so much excited about an aspect or a thing which is not even considered as a thing of interest by another person and it's completely fair. Not because of the perspective difference but because, you could've overrated that aspect in your mind so much that it seems like a treasure to you but in reality, it's much of a below mediocre thing. It's your mind that's what makes at so appealing and exciting to you...
#706-