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The empty mind is devil’s workshop | 1 proven Truth!

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Have you got a question on how empty mind is devil's workshop? It is as simple as that when we are alone, it proves to be the most important.

Especially when we have nothing left for the day or when we are completely done for the day or caught in when our mind goes the opposite. You trapped in a conflict between heart and mind.

How and why I call It empty mind is devil's workshop?

We always overthink that leads us a somewhere unwanted or forceful path. It has recently happened to me when I was empty or left with nothing to do.
When a housewife has finished her daily chores early, she has a lot of time to spend. After doing extra work, somehow she starts doing or inclined to the negative part of thought because it's universal's law when positive time finished, negative starts for sometimes.

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The empty mind is devil's workshop

One of such a thing that had happened to me. You must be laughing what kind of it is? You must have heard firsthand stories from working husbands about how their wives will argue with them when they doubt them for no apparent reason. It happens because of overthinking. The thinking which has no sense or no limits.

You must have considered what I'm trying to say, or that you, as a corporate employee, have what kind of an empty mind and a house of evil? Yes, I too had, and I guess everyone has in their life. It is similar to when your wife and daughter-in-law stay at home all day and you or your son returns home to find them fighting over trivial matters.

So, here we go, in the quarter of my shift I was done for the day and my empty mind had started rushing on many thoughts. However, sitting in front of the computer nobody would like it after the shift hours. The same thing had happened to me. I locked my system in no time and walked out on the road. I was out just to know what is in our office's stores (shopping mall).

It was the 30th of January, already the end of the month, and I had no money. But the height of the moronic idea of a human has no solution. I went directly to the basement of Food Court 3 in my office. There are many shops, you can buy ice-cream, sweets, chocolate, tourist packages, groceries, and medicines. Almost everything.

I went into a supermarket, and my eyes started searching and exploring every nook. I was convinced that if this stupid mind fell in love with anything, I wouldn't be able to resist it. It would be difficult to refrain from doing so, and my expectation was met exactly. Guessing what I could have done, A box of pens caught my eye, and it was a Parker pen. Well-packed inbox.

When I started digging in there, I found very interesting pens, and they were of high quality and costly too. I fell for a golden one. I took that in my hand and turned around, I thought choosing a diary would be a great idea. As I turned around, I noticed the new year's 2020 calendars, which were very fancy. I picked the one with the violet cover. My mind thought of black-and-white days of me when I used to have my pen collection, that time, I was doing my schooling. I couldn't stop myself, even though I had no balance on my debit card.

Realisation helps us keep away our empty mind is devil's workshop

I quickly realized that my wallet was narrower after touching it with my index and middle fingers. Furthermore, I removed my fingers without taking out the wallet and kept the pen and diary. I had already crossed off my credit card expenses for the month. I remained there in front of the pen tray. I also took a deep breath and picked them up again, quickly entering them into the billing queue before my mind changed.

Many of my thoughts tried to convince me to revoke my decision in the crowded queue, but all the efforts failed. Fortunately, I was the only second person in line. The next person was a female who was holding only two items, and she was done within one minute. Finally, with many financial implications on my mind, I swiped my credit card. When the card swiped and the message came on my mobile, it gave me a shiver. It was more than I had expected.

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I got back to my desk in ten minutes (I was not logged off yet) and had another 20 minutes to log out. Only one question was bothering me: what would my wife's reaction be? Have you come across such a situation ever?
I was sure that she was going to shout at me when she looked at that expensive pen. I already know this, which is why I purchased a few preschool books for my daughter, who is 2.5 years old. thinking that it will ease her anger over the term "stinginess." I also had a thought, “I must hide the bill of shopping,” but all went in vain, and what had happened was unexpected.

When I got home, I took my shoes off and rang the doorbell, hearing my daughter playing in the hall and watching a cartoon on TV. I had already planned on how to react at home when I am at home. As soon as the door flung open, Reedha greeted me and gave me a smile.
“Reedha! "Look what I bought for you.” I pulled the zip (can't wait to show it to her) of my bag down and took out a carry-bag in which all the shopping had been done. I glanced around, the closed bedroom door,

Oh, Swati is having a nap, I thought.

I was pretty convinced that she must be awake and watching TV shows on her mobile phone. I gave a soft knock on the door and went into the bathroom to get fresh. She opened the door within a minute.

I made a mistake

When I handed books to Reedha, that time I had kept the other things on the sofa while she checked the bill. She came near me, resting one hand on her waist and the other holding the bill.

“You bought a pen for 500 rupees?” She asked in a surprising tone.
I was looking into her eyes to measure the quantity of anger on her face. However, looking at my casual look, her innocent face started carrying anger.

“Lokesh, are you crazy? It's month-end.”
“Yeah I know, but I couldn't hold myself back from buying these.”

She went straight into the kitchen, and I followed her dancing and convincing manner, but she didn't respond. She drank a glass of water and resumed her pending kitchen cleaning. I stood near her, watching her every move. She was not looking at me at all. Reedha was clearly enjoying her new books (reading Tiger, Lion, Deer, and so on). After more than three minutes of staring at my wife, she finally shouts.

“There are many things that I'm dreaming of, there is no quality mirror at the basin, no exhaust fans at home. I did not make any recent shopping, and you wasted 900 rupees today for nothing.”

Her anger was obvious, my dad had already lent me some money for January. Without a salary, I made this purchase. It was all justified because she was stormy. Was there any devilish activity going on in the workshop?

“You could have to buy some 50-100 rupees (range) pen if you even think that time.” She advised me.

This time she was calm down.

“Sorry for that, but…” What else I could say?

“Thoughts twisted my mind” I said again.

"You only are saying that you do not give us time after office hours. All-day you sit in front of the office PC and at home with your laptop. You don't give us time at all."

I took a deep breath and started looking straight into her eyes feeling myself guilty.

"Hence I decided I will minimize the usage of mobile and laptop and concentrate on writing part and that is why I purchased a pen and a notebook."

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She broke the glance, and I was clear that she liked my idea. She resumed her job—cleaning the kitchen. I went into the hall and sat on the sofa, unpacked my pen, took the diary, and wrote my name on the first page of my new diary. I was surprised when she came near me within two minutes, sat beside me on the sofa wearing a smile, and handed me a glass of water, I smiled too.

“Let me try this pen.” Finely she uttered in her sweet voice.

Before we go to conclusion on taking the decision, it is more important to know how to handle about the future. Being an empty mind is never accepted for a healthy mind.

Terrible Eight months of hard work (pregnancy) on the edge?

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At the end of the 8th month of my wife's pregnancy, we were advised by our doctor to get an Ultrasonography report from our regular lab. We both were excited and eager to know our final date of baby delivery. After waiting for one and a half hours, finally our turn came. However, we were nervous, and we had done in max 10 minutes. After we got feedback, we were relaxed and went home. Upon hearing the final date of our warm welcoming baby. It sounded safe and worry-free. The doctor had said that,

The foetus has adequate liquid and everything is normal.

After revisit of our doctor, he also confirms that all is well, and it is going to be a normal delivery. Thus, we got relaxed, we withdrew all the clusters of enmities. As well as the regular habits what we were doing from the 1st month. The long-awaited day came soon and minor check-up done. After two days delay of the actual due date. My wife couldn't push further, all she was doing, crying with pain. Every time fails whenever specialists visit her and try their level best. After two-three trials they neglected and called me to their cabin asking.

We need to go for scissor immediate, let me know your decision within half and an hour.

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These words left me completely lost and excreting. The reason was the only one,

There was no enough liquid.

Listening to Doctor, I was surprised. Only one question I had was, why we had stopped our daily routine? That we had stopped on the 8th month onwards. It was including (Watching daily intake of regular water, coconut water twice-thrice in a week, careful exercise, strictly no ride on the bike).

Thanks to God, when the baby was delivered safely, the doctor said, "The Baby was strangled by the umbilical cord." What I wanted to say here is, don't wait for such surprise, waste your time and money.

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In Relationship, need sacrifice, adjustment, understanding, and trust

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The powerful relationship dwells in trust, sacrifices, and adjustments and those who are having such relationship lives in harmony.

I was late in office that day, I woke up at around 7 am, two hours later than the usual schedule. Due to late, I picked up my motorbike instead of a bicycle. It takes me around 25 minutes by motorbike and 45 minutes by bicycle. Since it was the morning of February 2019, it was still cold outside. Occasionally, I could see some fog around me. That was not mattered at all, I was sure many of my colleagues will be absent or late due to last night. It guessed from my past several years of experience. I slept after 1.30 am. The reason was simple, it was valentine, which began in the midnight, we had a great time together.

Next day, I had my breakfast in the office around at 9:20 am and took a walk around the cricket ground. My office has a considerable one, just like a real one what we see on TV. Despite, it has all the grounds like Football, Holly-ball, Tennis etc. As I turned and started walking by the cricket ground, a girl passed on my right side. She was not sad nor happy.

“He said that we can be together, but not sure that he will get married to me,” a girl said on the phone. She was talking with someone, telling about her boyfriend.

Her age was the perfect for marriage. How long she had spent staying together only she would know, but she was talking to her friend was absolutely normal. She didn’t find loss or gain in the relationship. However, one can guess that whatever time it took her to that level of understanding, it was utterly learnings from the ups and downs of the life.

The last night both must had a huge long night conversation and the sleepless night. You must be thinking that she had a break-up or the relationship was about to end today or tomorrow. It was obvious why she would fall in love with a man who is not interested in married life.

After I heard this, a thought came into my mind that there are thousands of lovers and their dreams, some may be achieving, and the rest are not. I took another ten steps, I saw another girl. Looking at her, she seemed just graduated and had joined the organization recently. I was sure I can recognize her from her identity card, it was brand new, hanging in her neck. I saw her, she was talking happily with her family members.

“I am feeling so good today.” She said.

Her face expression was quite revealing the information without saying anything, but I was certain that she was not talking with any boyfriend. The valentine day seems not that important for her than her parents.

I smiled looking at up in the sky and went ahead, my working building was away, just a minute of walk. I thought I just need a cup of tea. Likewise, I took a right turn on the sunny path and stood in front of a bullock cart where I could get tea, it was standing on the footpath side. It was a modern kind of stall in our office, many come there for sipping morning tea in their first break. Don't panic, it had no bullocks, only a cart with a big kettle of tea. Around the area, the boys, and girls were sitting together, maybe they were cracking the jokes, and some sitting in the nook, few couples were talking about their serious relationship.

A girl came in there and held her mobile phone to her ear, she was adult and matured enough. And started talking on the phone. She had a red long one-piece and from her tone looked frustrated. It seems like she had a fight, and it is still going on. The sweaty face of the girl making a roll down to her cheek. In her tone, I couldn’t find any patience. She was shouting question continuously and was not listening, every time she was cutting the next person.

“I don't care, where are you? You did not call me since last night, where are you?” She smiled looking at the people out there, then again got serious on the call.

“Please give me a cup of tea?” She ordered.

What kind of love it is? I got a question. I took my cup and founded my nook on the road, since I need sunlight. The road of my office is wide, and no vehicles allowed inside the campus except ambulance.

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“Were you talking to her all night?” Saying this, she went on the opposite side holding her teacup and continued on the call.

I am damn sure this is not being loving, it is a kind of harassment, and such relationship won't stand for the long period. The love needs sacrifice, adjustment, understanding, and the last is trust. Without these, it wouldn't succeed in life.

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Everyone Has Their Black and White Day

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Getting Out Of Comfort Life

We are living in colourful life, days of comfort in all the nooks. We never try to go in the early morning sun, we stopped running on the ground — Need a treadmill. Furthermore, we are running away from our lives, an actual life that we suppose to live. Because of these things, the ecosystem unbalanced. Occasionally, we behave like an animal and those co-exist creature sometimes behave like a well human being. It is simple, they are learning from us, their brain power is gradually increasing, but we, the smart human using the brain power for extraordinary things that would cost more. Automation is doing its progress in life very fast, it has taken away many jobs of the people. If it kept working with the same rhythm, on the last day of human, it will be proved that smartest living being has slit his throat.  

Black & White Days

When I was living in 1994 I could only see black and white pictures, movies on TV, those lives were spectacular. Now when an old photo comes in front of my eyes, my memories become fresh, there were many jobs available, life was pollution-free. Love had the most prime importance, its value was visible in our relationship. Now the world is changing too fast, we don't have time to call our loved ones, just a ping makes us enough. We are living such a suffocated life, but still, we feel that we are the smartest. Nobody wants this life to be taken away, it is an astonishing life, but something we need to change to get a better life for tomorrow.   These two eyes have seen many things, but they can't forget those holy, pure days of existence. Days everyone has to live when the expectation died, when someone dear leaves you alone at the age of 65 and that time you go back to life and leave your colourful days right there. That time money does not matter, only love and memories that keep you survive. It gives you strength to stand alone in your difficult situation when life is independent.  

A Story Of My Village

I remember a person of my village who died alone even though he had two sons and wife. He was living alone and one day he found died. He was from a middle-class family, bad habits (alcohol) every time he was found drunken. Many times he had the fights with his sons and wife. One day, Three of them left him alone in the village. But life seemed better for him, he looked happy those days, he later had become a good man, his drinking habits almost stopped. He was the only used to cook food for himself, living in a hall and kitchen — a house made up of mud and roof tiles. He used to cook dinner under a kerosene lantern and every day he was getting a peaceful sleep.  

Learning From Our Mistakes

I understood the reasons for the hurdle in his life was only his two kids and wife. Sporadically, we have to pay big for our small mistakes or wrong decision in our life (When you get married against your will or when you don't accept the next person as your life partner). Later I got to know that his marriage was a forceful one, in India it happens, many times, and then we have to pay for it. Our life becomes hell, and then we climb wrong steps in life. I liked his decision or whatever had happened to his life, his family left him alone, but he lived his best day at the end of his life. Once in life, the problems automatically finds its way, and it gets resolved.

The Immature welcome: Another life at risk

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I saw an immature baby welcome. I was tiredly slumbering when someone I don’t know all of a sudden knocked the door. The door was not that strong, nor it was locked inside. I was in ICU at Jiven Rekha Hospital, Pune at that time, and it was midnight. All I saw through my blurry vision was a caregiver asking me to pull the nebulizer.

However, she was the same nurse who was taking care of my daughter all nighttime. She again asked one more thing, incubator. As soon as I pulled the curtains and opened the door. A group of doctors and nurses came in front of my room, not even let me allowed to pull the things she had asked.

"I saw an immature baby girl came on this magical land earth, but common the man could not afford the post treatment. However, I felt the thrill in the family of the infant. What made Indian civilization wrong?"
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All of them entered into my room holding a tiny premature baby girl wrapping a thin layer of blood and water. She was humming and looking like a newly born bird’s baby. I adjusted myself at the corner quickly and let them allow their work in progress.
Furthermore, all of them suddenly ran into my room. I was surprised at first looking at that undeveloped baby. Switched on the incubator without taking them outside my room, two nurses started wiping her body by cotton and one doctor quickly took a lead.
He lifted scissors from the pan the other nurse was holding. And cut her naval cord. The baby cried in pain. My eyes had shrunken in danger.
I was completely shocked at the incident when I heard that the baby was born in the 8th month which was in dangerous to survive.

Moreover, she had a breathing problem. My heart beats went dancing inappropriate manner and sleep flew away. Patient’s grandfather appeared at the spot with a confused and worried look. The doctor in his 32 came out and stood in front of his dirty hand gloves on.

His glows stained with blood clots and stopped near the doorway. The floor already littered with blood stains of the patient.

It’s female, the baby was born premature and has a need to keep her under incubator and need an oxygen supply.

The doctor said nervously. 

The grandfather of the patient looked at the doctor’s hand gloves were still proof whatever he was talking was making the sense.

Grandfather, saying no words, just nodded and stood dumb stuck. The man was in 50s, dwarf and was standing showing his fat stomach. He was dark and speechless. I was sure by that time, he was from a poor and innocent family. Later, I got to know that he works as a housekeeper in flats. The father of the baby girl had not yet turned up at the hospital.

If you can pay Rs 7500 per day, then we can proceed, the mother is fine, but now you have to think about the baby.

The old man simply put the hands together and begged, nodded and disappeared.

I thought for a while, how difficult it was to manage the money for that family only they can understand that. The man who could hardly earn Rs 8000 per month. It was entirely difficult to pay the whole month salary in one day. The mother of the baby girl was at her father’s place.

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In India, all the pregnancy expenses done by maternal. That becomes too difficult for them when a couple plans their baby immediately after the marriage.

Who made these rules? This was the first question had come in my mind.

I did not utter a single word, I simply let the baby stay in my room for the rest of the night though we were disturbed. As the family did not afford the charges for ICU. It was an unfortunate baby taking her breath in the difficult situation. God bless that child and let her welcome peacefully in the world of magic and miracles.

What Responsibilities of a father Helps Their Children?

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As a father, what we do best to our children, and what are the responsibilities of a father?

We sometimes scold our children on their mistakes, talks bad about them in front of others that leads to evoke the unlimited waves of anger and spoils the relationship with them forever. As a parent, we have to keep them always happy is a key responsibility of any parents. If we learned those tricks, then our family becomes a happy one.

As a father, the number of time we spend in our office, we have to reserve some time for our child too at home. Consider it is for your whole day stress reliever. As soon as you get home after you get a refresh, just planned your kid's time not to go out with their friends, but spend at least an hour with you. This way you will get a company after your hectic office hours. Study them, ask their concerns – School life, teachers, friends.

From their regular life, father has to identify the bad habits out of their regular activities. The problem kick-starts from here if you miss this one. With your kids, you have to be a mirror with them, they should love you as a friend. The best quality of their favourite friends and that quality should be present in you too. If it does then not to worry, be a mirror, you just have to reflect that nature your son/daughter love. Next day onward he will consider you like one of the best friends.
Shaking the hand and a smile brings a lot in the office, impress your boss and your life becomes easy for that day. If you start this practice with your kids when you return home, then what will happen? Your son or daughter tells you the truth about their life, gradually they will keep you updated about them, and you will feel good, you will share their stories with your colleagues, friends while on the lunch break.

If you made such level of understanding between both of you then the situation is in your hands, take them at their favourite places, do some shopping and surprise them, find their happiness and follow it. Every time on their mistakes, end with a great example which they could learn fast and avoid their next mistakes rather than slapping them. Remember, the anger brings only anger, it never seeks for peace. We get calls from the office, on the urgent and priority we have to finish that task, just consider one more call in your daily life, keep update with your kids what is happening in life. One call at least in a day, not necessary you should call, make him/her love calling you and sharing you whatever happening in school.

Most of the parents do not talk dirty and that is a great thing, but talking about sex with your kids is not bad, it just makes you 100% friend. Talking on a topic of sex, science student will not hesitate to speak to their parents. This is a subject that most of the bad links attached and then only you can take cares of your kids and secure them from taking a bad decision in their life. The mothers should have this topic for a conversation with their daughters. Simply sharing them bad things about the others will make more comfortable leads the examples in kid's life.

Never forget, always talk good about them in front of anybody, a kind of respect for you will occur in them. Even though they are lagging some part of the study or behaviours, say positive always and go positively. The positive flow would make him/her back on the track and one day you will see significant changes in terms of everything.
The most important, you always have to give them a kind of respect that one should never forget, even you die, they should talk good about you. Implementing these things will bring you a great father and your family of society.

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