#114 – K9 Security Against Emotional Distress

Share a photo that depicts your interpretation of “security.”

Source: Security

“You have two dogs, good for us” said my neighbour when I first came home with my second baby “Arrow” – a five year old Labrador Retriever Mix. I said “They are more than just a security guard for my house”.

Many people told me that I have to forget my social life and my hobbies etc once I get dogs in my home. Actually, they were true. I had to sacrifice a lot of things which were dear to me. But they were all worth it.

People still feel it was one of the most regretting decisions of my life to adopt two sick dogs. But I don’t give a damn. My dogs are my security system from the cruel cunning outside world. They provide me emotional companionship which nobody else in this world can give. They wrap me with unlimited cuddles and countless number of unconditional moments. They surround me with paws that heal my emotional ups and downs.

So, yes they are my security guards but not guards for my materialistic prospects. They guard me against negativity and uplift me to an entirely different world. My daily walks with them are filled with deep connecting moments with Mother Nature. There is a hell lot of difference from how we humans see life and how dogs see their day to day lives. They live for the present moment and don’t care about anything other than that.

The photo here was taken when I was preparing my morning breakfast. Look how obediently they are eyeing the food and their mom 🙂

So the next time when you think of getting dogs into your life, please don’t think they are just security guards for your homes. They are much more than that. They are no less than a family member. Paws heal more scars than any other therapist can.




Notes from a friend – A Review

Yes. This time I finished off another book in a week by Anthony Robbins. He is the famous author of books like Unlimited Power and Awaken the Giant Within.

I had got a glimpse of Tony’s writing in the book Unlimited Power where he had described how much our diet plays an important role in fueling excellence and peak performance in our lives. I was amazed at all the tips given by Tony and was surprised how we all do the common mistakes and abuse our own bodies and later blame the lifestyle saying “I am tired due to this fast moving life”.

The book “Notes from a friend” is no less than a 100 pages book. It is combination of both Unlimited Power + Awaken the Giant within. The main purpose of writing this book was to condense the 400+ 400 pages worth information from both the books into one single small book. Tony has once again proved himself that he is a leader in terms of helping people realize their true potential within these 100 pages.

Here are some of the things that the book teaches you:

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Following are the stories described in the above image.




Tony asks us to write down the 2 important decisions in our lives and focus on them.

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In addition to all these, if you find a copy of Awaken the Giant Within the following chapters could be read if you find the entire book quite intimidating with its huge volume

  1. Decisions: The Pathway to Power
  2. Belief Systems: The Power to Create and the Power to Destroy
  3. How to get what you really want
  4. Questions are the Answer
  5. The Vocabulary of Ultimate Success
  6. Destroy the blocks, Break down the wall, Let Go of the Rope and Dance your way to Success: The Power of Life Metaphors
  7. The Magnificent Obsession- Creating a Compelling Future
  8. The 10 Day Mental Challenge
  9. Energy: The Fuel of Excellence (From Unlimited Power)

Overall I would give this book a 5/5 rating since it speaks in a very simple manner what is required to get hold of your life when life controls you and drives you crazy.

Daily Prompt # 91:A gossip betrays a confidence; so avoid anyone who talks too much.

Long time back I read this quote from Bible

A gossip betrays a confidence; so avoid anyone who talks too much

Recently few days back I encountered this situation for myself. I wonder why people have so much of free time in this world to peek-a-boo into everyone’s lives and get some titbits of news which they can transmit everywhere in this world. The nature of gossiping about people is quite rampant in all our lives. But little do they realize that, a gossip betrays the million dollar confidence and trust that you had on the person. It just makes you so rigid that next time when you encounter them, you don’t even feel like seeing their face.

Some people no matter how much you grow as a person, never grow up from inside. They still remain the same immature folks as they were before. Few days back, I heard that few of my friends were busy gossiping about one of my close friends. I was asked whether the gossip was true or not. My answer annoyed most of them in the group.

Because I said

“WTF… How the hell is this even connected with that person. Why dont you guys please shut the f*** up and mind your own business”

Honestly, previously I was under the wrong notion that, only girls are capable of gossiping about each other. Because most of the gossips came from my lady friends about my male friends. But my recent encounter made it crystal clear that Gossiping is UNISEX. They don’t need any credentials. They just drive pleasure criticizing about someone or the other all their lives. Female/Male both are capable of gossiping. I lost confidence on 2 of my close friends who instilled in me this fact. The best life hack I use when I encounter such folks is that


Does that mean every word coming from my mouth is sensible? NO. Every man has his own flaws. The point is instead of pin pointing each others flaws and glorifying them, its better that you keep your mouth mum. In a world where people are connected with just a click through WhatsApp/Viber/FB/Twitter, it takes no time to spread bad rumors about people. The resultant of these false rumors can be catastrophic since it damages one’s reputation in public. People say I appreciate people way too much. But honestly, appreciating a poor performer doesn’t cause any damage. Instead it just motivates him to work more. Appreciating people around you creates good vibes around you and helps build positive and strong networks.

Gossiping just betrays confidence and trust. Without confidence and trust from others in this world, it is quite difficult to have a self identity of your own. Imagine a situation, where people invite you in groups just because you are a bag full of rumors. The day you are proved wrong, imagine the amount of disgust that you will have to face from them. Unfathomable !!!

Be a person who builds others up and not humiliates someone. It is easy to spoil someone’s image ; even more easy to spread wrong facts. But it is impossible to earn TRUST from a friend who thought you were a gentleman.

I am sure, all of you who are reading this would have experienced one such situation where someone close to you would have caused huge amount of damage by spreading wrong facts about you. Let me know, how did you handle such a situation. Would love to read some inspiring stories.

Lots of love and hugs,


Daily Prompt # 89:What’s True & What’s Untrue?

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At this wee hours… I want to share a few things.

The Struggle between the truth and the false

In life very often, we are caught amidst a strong vortex of “What’s true and what’s not”. Its this dilemma which causes great things unfold infront of us.

The constant lies that we keep telling ourselves…. like the ones we say to ourselves whenever we see ourselves obese on the weighing machine. Instead of getting out of the couch and jogging the next morning, we choose to be lazy enough to say to ourselves “You aren’t yet that fat to workout”

The strong truth which slams our faces when we see our dreams getting shattered infront of us. The bitter truth of “betrayal” seasoned with irrational proofs making us believe “Humanity doesn’t exist anymore”. What’s true?

The friend who stays with you in the name of “revenge”. or the Lover who stays with you in the name of fatal destruction. What’s true? What’s untrue?

Each day, I convince my heart saying “Today is going to be the best last day of my life”. Why best last and not “best” or just “last” day… you may be wondering….

I always feel that way. Because each day it is indeed the best day to be better than who you were yesterday… and the last day to be the worst version of yours. Its never too late to be who you want to be. Never too early to believe what you perceive it to be….

Tiny droplets of #OneLove kissing my cheeks…. Feet drenched in puddles of memories….Thunder of the revenge of past…. and Soothing calmness of the sea awaiting to drown you down forever in a deluge ….What’s true and What’s not…

My soul is still searching the truth of life….

Daily Prompt # 70:Few more books for this year

I was going through archives of newsletters by Robin Sharma and found few books recommended by him as useful.

Hector and The Search for Happiness by François Lelord

Maximize Your Potential by Dr. Joseph Murphy

Die Empty by Todd Henry

Relentless by Tim Grover

The Entrepreneur’s Solution by Mel Abraham

Chasing Daylight by Eugene O’Kelly

Please let me know if anyone of you have read these books. Would love to hear the influence of these books on your personal life.

Keep reading. Keep growing.

Spending 10 minutes a day reading a book makes an hour worth reading in a week. Do not give excuses and start reading books.

Reading is having conversations with finest minds of the past centuries.

Have a great day ahead!!

Lots of love and hugs,


Superstitions & Love

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Today i am going to write on a topic which is quite different from my conventional blog posts. It was real hot Saturday afternoon when i was strolling around my home out of boredom i thought why not read a book. Just as i was about to go inside i heard a dog wailing in pain. And as i scanned for the creature all i found was a dog being stoned by a man. I asked him why are you stoning the dog and the answer was it keeps on howling facing my home. My dad is severely ill and i fear this creature may fasten up his process of going to heaven….

I was seriously taken aback with this statement and i questioned him back “But was this not the usual dog which used to daily sleep near your veranda?” And he nodded his head in agreement. I then asked him “Howling is really irritating and i agree but how is this linked to stoning a dog which never howled before… Maybe it is sufferring from some problem” and as i was saying this i observed the dog had contracted a very serious infection right behind its head. As the place was unreachable for the dog to lick and heal the wound got further putrefied and festered. The odor was indeed unbearable and i could understand how much pain the poor thing was undergoing. Without paying heed to what i actually want to convey he started stoning it and some kids joined him in the process. Finally the dog gave up and fled away from the scene.

I started thinking how much each one of us are caught up in the trap of superstitions. I myself believe in certain superstitions like if i see my aunt early in the morning my entire day shall be grumpy one… or even worse the day i wake up late is never a good day for me.. In a hurry i forget keys to my house door or forget my oxygen supplying headphones (Music is my oxygen) or forget my ID Card and then i blame it entirely on the “i woke up late” moment. Its hard to even imagine a life in India where one doesn’t believe in single superstition.

As planned i came inside cursing the poor irrational mindset of the man and picked up the much awaited book which was gifted by my bro Adarsha i.e. Of Love & Other Demons by the famous Colombian Novelist Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

Of Love & Other demonsThis was the first book that I had started reading from Gabriel Garcia. So i quickly gave a read to the Author’s appreciation from Various sources followed by the Introduction of the Author.I then read the backside of the book


this short line gripped me more… i quickly opened the first page and once again found this

“For hair, it seems, is less concerned in the resurrection than other parts of the body.” – THOMAS AQUINAS On the Integrity of Resurrected Bodies

These lines made me further curious to know what has this story got to do with hair and dog.

The book opens up with Maestro Clemente Manuel Zabala editor-in-chief of a newspaper who is informed about the burial crypts of the old Convent of Santa Clara which are being emptied as some 5 star hotel was going to built on that place. The first step was to empty the crypts and then transfer the remains to anyone who claimed and bury the rest in a common grave. A strange thing that happens when laborers are digging out a body. As the laborers axe the grave a stream of living hair of dark copper color emerges out of the grave and when they start excavating more the more longer gets the hair. When they measure the entire hair they find that the hair was 22 meters and 11 centimeters.  The name on the grave would be SIERVA MARIA DE TODOS LOS ANGELES

A worker standing by the grave says that human hair grew a centimeter a month after death and 22 meters means this hair must have been growing since 200 years. Just as the workers says this Gabriel Garcia is reminded of a legendary tale which his grandmother told him. The legend of a 12 year old marquise with hair that trailed behind her like train and who contracted Rabies caused by a dog bite and had supernatural powers. The tomb became the news for Maestro Clemente Manuel Zabala but for Gabriel Garcia it turned out to be masterpiece book.

The book is simply written beautifully in neat 5 chapters. Each chapter highlighting the transition of the girl from her childhood to various stages of her life till her death by exorcism.

Chapter 1:

The dog bites the girl Sierva Maria which the Servant maid ignores by just doing a minimal first aid and the thing goes entirely unnoticed in the family. The girl’s step mother  Bernarda Cabrera is a woman wasted in various bowel problems always. She doesnt pay attention to this incident. The father of the kid Marquis de Casalduero also pays less attention to this.The girl Sierva due to this negligence spends most of the time in slave quarters learning their slangs and their culture. She refuses to be a part of this English family of hers. She learns the ability to speak and sing in different voices and the slaves too get deeply attached to her. Once when the servant maid discovers that the dog which bit the girl was rabid she informs this to Bernarda who ignores this as the wounds were dry and nothing serious had happened to the girl after the bite.

It is Sagunta a healer for rabies comes and informs Marquis that his daughter was the first one to be bitten by the dog and the dog was rabid. In a frenzy he inquires about this with his wife whose reluctant response irritates him. He visits the nearby hospital Amor de Dios Hospital  and sees the pathetic condition of a rabid victim who is tied to a pillar and is left to die. He meets the controversial physician of the city Abrenuncio de Sa Periera Cao. The doctor Abrenuncio says how bad is rabies and suggests one should either poison the victim or leave him to death since there was no cure for that and human body cannot withstand the plague. This completely disheartens Marquis and he brings the girl back to his house and makes sure she gets good care. Initially the girl comes with Marquis rather acquiescing manner. When he asks the girl whether she was bitten by the dog, the girl lies to her dad saying nothing had happened. Unable to see his daughter turning into a victim he visits Abrenuncio who says do her something which makes her happy since her days are numbered.

Chapter 2:

During the course of next 3 months until March the father and daughter try to bond with each other. Marquis learns to braid her long hair which was pledged to Virgin Mary that it shall not be cut till she gets married. He also tries to teach her some English Mannerisms which the girl would not learn. Abrenuncio visits to see the girl and asks Marquis to wait since there is no signs of Rabies for that little girl yet. Its then the actual war between beliefs and love starts. The father out of desperation to save his daughter seeks help from all sources which nearly takes a deathly toll on both the physical and mental well being of Sierva. The little 12 year old girl will be subjected to various unhealthy superstitious medications which disrupt her entire health making her weak and fragile. When she fights back those healers people brand her as someone who has been possessed by demons. Its then that a Bishop Don Toribio de Caceres y Virtudes offers help to Marquis. The Bishop then suggests that she is being possessed by Demons and she needs to get them exorcised by nuns from Convent in Santa Clara. Marquis religiously follows this advice and thinks he is doing it in best interests for the well being of his daughter. But things turn upside down and Sierva’s life takes complete U Turn.

Chapter 3: 

The girl Sierva is being entertained in the Convent in rather unwelcoming manner. The nuns allocate a lonely devastating cell to her where they lock her. 93 days after the rabid dog bite a girl is being locked in cell where she would spent the rest of her days till death lays its icy hands on her. People start looking at her wierdly and are hugely amused by necklaces around her neck and try to steal all her belongings and when Sierva bites one of them the entire convent turns into hostile environment. She faces huge opposition from entire convent and more and more people come to see her locked up inside the cell. Meanwhile physician Abrenuncio comes to know that the little child is being left to rot in the hell. He reminds Marquis again saying its not fair to leave the kid alone suffer in such a dungeon from where she would not return alive after exorcism.

It is then Father Cayetano Delaura gets a strange dream where Sierva sat at a window eating grapes one by one. Each time when she pulled off the grapes , new ones grew in her lap and she was finishing it slowly as the last grape would mean her death.

grapesWhen Delaura explains this to the Bishop, the Bishop agrees to handover this case to Delaura. It is then the entire story takes twist. Delaura initally visits the cell of Sierva for examination. He sees that the poor girls room was left to decay with remains of food and worn out mattresses. He examines her and prescribes urgently that the girl be nursed urgently and her bruises must be treated gently. He further orders that her cell must be whitewashed and kept clean. At one instance when he tries to communicate to with her she bites him off. Over a period of time she begins to heal and starts treating Delaura as her friend. Delaura insists the convent people to let her mingle with her neighbourhood cell mate Martina Laborde

Chapter 4:

Meanwhile Delaura reads all those forbidden books needed to treat demons inside her and later discovers that the demons are not inside of her… It is inside of souls of people who see her just as a person possessed by Demon and not as a little 12 year old girl. Its during one of the eclipses Delaura meets Abrenuncio and the 2 bond well. Delaura realises day by day he is losing himself for the girl who is bewitched by demonic people inside convent. At one of his visits , he sees Sierva dressed in her best attire and her potrait being painted by an artist. When the painting is done Delaura examines the potrait. It portrays the girl best dressed in her gown with demons flying all around her. Seeing this Delaura feels it is the society which is possessed by the demon and not the poor girl.


Day by day Delaura has sleepless nights as he is unable to convince the Abbess of the convent that the girl is in need of some love and some free non judgemental environment. But the Bishop, the nuns and the entire convent despises his argument. Its then Abrenuncio advises him to visit the Hospital and serve people and stop running behind the girl. Delaura reluctantly obeys them.

Chapter 5:

Eventually after many days he loses his control and rushes to meet Sierva in her cell and the 2 start bonding deeply. During nights, Delaura comes and gives her company throughout the night and returns back to serve people at hospital in the morning. It is during one such visit that he feels Sierva and he are both made for each other. He forgets that he is a 36 year old man and she a 12 year old girl. The 2 find solace in each others arms and eventually confess love. But Delaura never indulges in any sort of physical relationship with her as he still hashopes that the Church shall accept their relationship one day and they can be together forever.

During one of his visits he gets shocked to see the beautiful locks of her hair would be cut short as a part of exorcism rituals to get the demon out of her. She would be tortured to death and she confides with Delaura and begs for death but he manages to convince her that everything would be ok. But Sierva still begs him to take her away from the cell.It is during one such visit, he gets caught and he shall be banned forever from entering the convent. Its during this time the 2 suffer the most.

Delaura would be banned forever from entering and this shall be unknown to Sierva. All she remembers was the last meet where Delaura says he will come in 2 days to meet her and take her away from this hell. Meanwhile in those 2 days Delaura tries his level best to plead beg and convince everyone  including the church. He even testifies the fact that the girl is not rabid and is just a victim of superstitions and false allegations. He tries to convince the fact that demons which reside in the hearts of people cannot be exorcised and tries to change their mindset but in vain. Finally one day, Sierva would be dragged from her cell forcefully and the convent people as a part of exorcism ceremony. The poor fragile girl fights all her strength to escape from the torture. But the nuns shave her head off and make her drink forcefully potions of holy water. After 2-3 days of refusal from Sierva to eat anything she finally sits beside the window watching the snow and keeps eating grapes in her lap one by one…

She tries to recollect the entire journey of her as a little kid in the blocks of the city to her ending up as a witch. She thinks about millions of questions which remain unanswered like Why did Delaura not return and make her rot here. The next day the warder returns to cell for last round of exorcism and finds her dead on her bed with her eyes radiating like new born baby and hair grown like bubbles round her head.

And the book ended

I closed the book and walked away towards my balcony with a heavy heart and found the wailing dog taking refuge in our veranda. As it saw me it started walking away and i comforted it by calling it back to veranda. I could see the relief in the eyes of the dog that someone had left it to die and not bother with stoning or see it with disgust and angst. Why are superstitions sometimes so harsh on poor fragile things on Earth??


When you are old – W B Yeats

Today as usual when I was as usually strolling through Tumblr I came across a blog named “Writings for Winter“. An Anonymous asked the blogger “Do you remember the first poem you ever fell in love with?” 

She mentioned 2 poems out of which the 2nd one touched my heart… Its as if my old age was running infront of my eyes… 

So here I go sharing the poem “When you are old” Written by W B Yeats

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

Daily Prompt # 34:Back of the Queue

Comfort Zones

Back of the Queue.

Is there something you’ve always wanted to do, but never got around to starting (an activity, a hobby, or anything else, really)? Tell us about it — and tell us about what’s keeping you from doing it.

I always wanted to be a dancer and a singer.

But what went ahead stopping me from becoming what i wanted to be was my “FEAR”

Fear of what may be the reaction of people when they see an idiot like me dancing…

Fear of what if people will laugh about my silly voice…

Fear of peers teasing …

Uff… endless fears…

Then I read this line by Marianne Williamson

Indeed our fears prevent us all the times from achieving the fullest of our own potential. The best remedy for this is to get out of that couch and start learning something new… I attempted the same and i participated in a flash mob held in our own Company.

Though i danced like an idiot it made me feel so proud that atleast i tried. Its better to have tried than not to have tried at all.

Comfort Zones

Daily Prompt # 30:Wasted Days and Wasted Nights

Tell us your tried and true techniques for focusing when that deadline looms and you need to get work done. In other words, how do you avoid wasted days and wasted nights?

via Daily Prompt: Wasted Days and Wasted Nights.

Hey Hello Beautiful People!!!!

How are you all doing??

Today the WordPress guys threw this topic “Wasted Days & Wasted Nights” to all amazing bloggers out there.

So I am not a big English Pundit to be frank so i quickly googled what is this phrase all about. Afterall English is not our Grandfather’s language 😉

Then I got to know that this phrase “Wasted Days and Wasted Nights” is from a famous song by Rock and Roll Musician Freddy Fender. Wasted Days and Wasted Nights was supposed to be one of his biggest hits.

The song was a major hit in New Zealand where it stayed for as No.1 for 12 weeks in New Zealand singles charts.

This song is amazing not just it was composed by Freddy Fender but for many other amazing reasons. Please see here:

Must say the lyrics are very nice. Want to have a look?

Click here for song plus lyrics.

Coming back to WordPress guys. This is what they said to us.

Tell us your tried and true techniques for focusing when that deadline looms and you need to get work done. In other words, how do you avoid wasted days and wasted nights?

We all know that right from good old student days till our workaholic days we always work on one principle

Objects at rest will stay at rest and objects in motion will stay in motion in a straight line unless acted upon by an unbalanced force.

Until our ass is on fire we never wake up. Very often we land up in situations where we only think that

Isn’t that so funny??? 

I was exactly following the same principle until one day I read this book from Great Modern Philosopher Robin Sharma called as “WHO WILL CRY WHEN YOU DIE?” The quick answer for this question was “My Manager”. 

As i opened this book and started reading pages I got really glued to some of the most simple things that we fail to achieve in life only because we have wasted days and nights in not getting our life organised the way it must have been. Take my example, weeks before I read this book I used to be a big queen of having countless tabs opened in Multiple Tabs of Chrome until my system used to slow down indicating that “Hey you… Stop opening another tab”

I understood few points in this book to be very relevant in case of many IT Folks who toil day and night in closed AC rooms sweating out their brains to get things done only at the last moment.

  1. Toiling day and night forgetting that our body is like a machine which needs its daily dose of oiling and that you can only achieve if you donate atleast 30 min of your day towards some physical activity. Here is what a simple 30 min physical activity can do to your amazing body. You lose weight systematically, helps you keep fit, stops your unnecessary mood swings, improves your overall cardiac health and helps prevent some of the common IT diseases like diabetes, backache etc.
  2. Sleep deprived folks = People who work for IT Companies. With the kind of unscheduled lifestyle we often risk our 8 hour beauty sleep and start giving our grey cells in the name of Client Calls, Never ending deployments etc etc…
  3. Stagnant IQ Levels. With the kind of schedule that we enjoy daily we often forget what really interests us and what does not. We simply keep on working until there comes a day when we stop and think “Wait what about the Cricket Player in me? Is he snoring in the deep graveyard of my heart??” But alas… it would be too late by then.
  4. One can often find these IT folks roaming around the vast corridors of magnificient skyscrapers with their Oxygen Pipes plugged into their ears. (HEADSET MANIA). If not oxygen pipes atleast a device on which their eyeballs are glued no matter even if their manager is having a pep talk with them. Even worst you can find sacred words like F#%$#%%^ A$$%^&^* etc etc humming around you in haste.

Where am i heading? was the first thought which came in my head. HAVE I ALREADY WASTED 25% OF MY LIFE FOR SOME RUTHLESS CAUSE???

Then i decided to say to myself

That is when i decided to take to Yoga a little more seriously than ever. I stopped cluttering my desktop, thanks to my bro +Adarsha A who kept an eye on me whenever my desktop became a dustbin. I started focusing on things which are important to me. And also started to read one page daily and write one page daily no matter how busy was my schedule. I started letting go of my past painful memories and started taking Music very seriously. Thanks to Divine Mozart and Beethoven for those endless symphonies which brought the human in me back to track. One thing where i still am not successful is “SOCIAL MEDIA”

With loads and loads of amazing people around me i often find it very difficult to quit Twitter and FB. But i hope there comes a day when i seriously stop tweeting like mad cow and start reading more more and more books.

I try to follow atleast one thing mentioned in the below image. To be frank i fail each day each second. Still i wont give up. Because its never too late to mend your “Wasted Days and Wasted Nights”

Thanks a lot for giving this a read.

Love you all amazing people,



Daily Prompt # 29:Top 5 things to make anyone smile!!!

Daily Prompt: Make Me Smile.

If you’re feeling blah, what is the one thing you do that you can count on to put a smile on your face?

Hi Friends!!!

Myself ARK – a blogger who blogs often at WordPress.com who loves to write each and every day.

As i was surfing the WordPress community forums I got to see this nice question posted by one of our daily prompts members.

It asked how would you make someone/yourself smile??

Well, I have seen many tricks and techniques specialized by my great great friends Sharath Pai  @Kadale_Puri @MetiAbhi @BlrVeer @Dreamman2020 @Anushree @Kobbari_Barfi @dabbako @techie_baba etc etc and the list goes on.

But the above mentioned people are the epitomes of cracking jokes, humming some tunes from old retro movies or some unique thing which make even the saddest of the saddest person on this Earth to smile.

1: I was once very much sad at one of my friends and was pretty much depressed for few days consequently.

The one technique given by my friend was to hit the words #funny in Twitter and read some random tweets and just see how funny are few people even though life has been so rough on them.


For more tips please read my complete article here