Hey.. did u just say something?

Remember the time when we were young and we saw one of our friends talking to oneself? We used to tell him that he’s mad because only mad people talk to themselves. But as we grew up, we realized that life is actually incomplete without having a conversation with yourself. Actually, we all talk to ourselves, don’t we? In the morning we look at ourselves n do say something or the other like..”hey der u looking good 2day” or “you need to get a haircut 2day”. Working all throughout the day, we tend to tell our computer “Oh dear! Come on, shut down. You’ve been working hard all morning. Time for a rest.’’
“Why this morning?’’ we demand, as a shoelace breaks as we attempt to tug it into a tight bow. We talk to our computer, talk to our shoes, talk our dogs… No surprise then that we sometimes talk to ourselves. When we talk to ourselves, we convert into both a speaker and a listener, and this makes the conversation more enjoyable, as we are our perfect match – the most compatible one. Who other than ourselves can be as willing, as passionate to share the same subject with same interest.
When a person is talking to oneself in his awareness, it is just a way of expressing his emotions 2 himself. Obsessions like I’ve been talking about may always sound strange, (doesn’t this one?) but if we happen to look into it deeper, i believe we’d understand and realize that “ Mann these are one set of lucky people.!!” They have somebody to hear them all the time..!
Talking to oneself or thinking aloud is often a sign of madness to people. It is said that schizophrenic patients may lose touch with reality n feel compelled to respond to “their voices” and even carry out extensive conversation with themselves. But it’s nothing like feeling detached from the world or Solitude is a problem. Fact is that when they are alone there are so many thoughts swirling about inside their head that some of them, very occasional, burst forth.
Infact now Research suggests folk who natter to themselves also exercise self-control in stressful situations. it helps people work through their thoughts. Even prayer as also talking to oneself, organizing what's important to us, what we our appreciative for and what we r worried about. And also the conversation is easier...no need to explain too much an like always..let me make it a little melodious,( don’t stop from talking to your self while u read these words..)

all which isn't singing is mere talking
and all talking's talking to oneself
whether that oneself be sought or seeking
master or disciple sheep or wolf
gush to it as diety or devil
-toss in sobs and reasons threats and smiles
name it cruel fair or blessed evil
it is you nobody else...
drive dumb mankind dizzy with haranguing
you are deafened every mother's son
all is merely talk which isn't singing
and all talking's to oneself alone.

Continuing with my series of observing “of- the- wall” activities that you and I do, today I finally felt like talking about something that’s the closest to my heart. As eccentric as it may sound, this one is my addiction. Umm I won’t exactly call it an addiction, but yeah it’s definitely something that can make me forget the world around me. As the Sun sets, an in the midst of the dusky skylight I look for him to show me some light. The ultimate image of serenity, the symbol of purity, better than any best friend he is to me. Since I was a teenager, the creation that fascinated me the most was the moon. Reason? I don’t know may be coz it was the biggest star an nanny used to tell me stories of fairies and the stars, or may be coz I had no one to share the deepest desires of my heart. My god’s creation then went on to become m listener, my friend, my guide. When I was a kid, I Started believing the moon to be my god in disguise. I trusted him; I knew he’d be there. Every night before going to bed, I sit beside my window talking to my friend, every little feeling that I have (which I think I’d never be able to share it with anyone) an guess what it responds back, it smiles back to me, it understands when am lonely. Ritght from being a friend when I was a kid, my moon has become more than a friend to me. In it I see all the people I love, (especially the ones whom I love the most, but they never loved me back) . I know its not easy to digest, I have faced some weird reactions/ an comments ( “dude.! She’s lost it.!” is my favorite) :P. But am left with even more trust, to have power with me. In times of happiness, and in times of pain he has always there with me. I’ve never been the one who would easily share her feelings with anyone, an probably since I’ve been like that since the time I was a teenager I believe it’s become a habit. A habit that enjoy. At this point of time I can think of the lyrics of the song “talking to the moon” by Bruno Mars. Which indeed describes what you feel when you talk to the moon. Here it goes….
At night when the stars, light up my room. . .
I sit by myself,
Talking to the Moon. . .
Try to get to you. . .
In hopes you're on
the other side,
Talking to me too,
Or am I a fool
who sits alone,

Talking to the moon. . .
In hopes you're on
the other side
talking to me too
or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon

I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away
These lines speak for themselves, the best way I could ever explain this to anyone. My moon knows it, and now even you do. Nature’s most beautiful creation is with me an the very feel of being with it makes me feel special like no one can.!

"Still though, I think if you're not self-obsessed, you're probably boring...

Are you still skeptic of the title of this post? oh well if you happen to think it over deeply, you
would realise that we are all some what self- obsessed . After all there are a very few people in this world who are so altruistic as to alwayz put themselves last all the time. When i say self -obsessed i do not include selfishness ( which might be an obvious conclusion for some of us). As far as selfishness goes, i think some of it is needed for survival. It is not bad so long as it is tempered with altruism.
I thought of writing about self obsession only when i realized that not only its an addiction (mind you , a strange one) to me but a lot of men and women. Have you noticed yourself offlately spending more time in front of the mirror than you ever did? or have you been blabbering about yourself ,your latest fasion fiesta's or your trendy buys to people around you. oh Well that's not wrong untill you have people to listen to your "not so wanted" whims and fancies.
This is not something new, but it strikes greatly when you see people around you crosing the extremes of the acceptable self - obsession. This would sound strange but at time ive seen people talkin to them selves in front of the mirror, declaring them as the prince/princess of somewhere an praising and admiring themselves. huh??
I failed to understand. I still wondered that there has to be a reason to all this, these people will usually do such a thing only after they make sure there is nobody around them, an if they are caught doing something strange like this,feels guilty yeah..!! :P
Self obsession in the psychology jargons is termed as "Narcissism".!Narcissism is a psychological condition which is simply defined as a total obsession with self. This condition is characterized by a lack of empathy for others, sadistic or destructive tendencies towards other people and a compulsion to satisfy personal needs without regard for others. People who suffer from narcissism are usually introverted in social situations.(Am talking in the extreme terms now, this might not be very commonly observed)

But the fact remains, that each one of us like to be loved , and ofcourse who ekse can love us more than ourselves but us.? Id rather say, if your not self obsessed, start being one start nurturing thyself, live for your soul, like i titled this post "if your not self obsessed, u MIGHT be a little boring" :P :P

lifestyle redefined..

Aha.! it makes me feel when i sense it around me. My Heart sayz its around ,i get near to restless tryin to pressurize my sensory system to locate it. People get addicted to hard drinks. cigarettes,drugs (u know it all),and as the trend goes these dayz "kids"of our generation get addicted to FB (yes you know it again). I he become an addict to this scent , a flovour wchich mersmerizes me, a scent which holds me tight. The aroma of "TEA" is what am addicted too.
People call me crazy when they see me drinking cups and cups of tea. An I am all lost in the magic that it creates on me. Caffeine in excess is dangerous they told me,it could harm my health.But my love for tea never even dwindled.
The first thing i do when i wake up in the morning is to guzzle a mug full of tea, be it psychological or anything, my body cannot start functioning before that. everybody at home knows that am not suppose to be disturbed for atleast half an hour when i have my cup of tea along with my TV (ye thats an essential part, atleast for the morning tea). "mum can i have half a cup. jus half oki" are my words everytime tea is made at home . My evenings again cannot be refreshing till ive had my share of "acchi wali chai".
I believe i have an art when it comes to consuming chai ( "tea" is getting sophisticated,plzz). I like combining my chai with a lot of things, ( variety is the spice of life, you know it all) herez the list, chai-biscuit, chai -bread, chai namkeen, chai cake, chai-paratha, chai chivda, chai-kurkure,chai-lunch, chai- dinner...an even chai -ice cream..huh.!
At times even i would be worried about my addiction to tea, but i knew it had health benefits and my mind would be boggled by a hell lot of questions like "does grren tea have more antioxidants than black tea?" ( all this gyan was given to me by my friendsss..) should i dring instant tea or loose leaf tea? Is iced tea better than hot tea? Tea had become my lifestyle, an like me a lifestyle for many of you who woul be reading this blog.. All we need to do is enjoy it this way coz this is our way..! Its our fantansy and its our attitude an our way of calling it a trend.! To all you tea- manaics, Sip your fantasy till then.