The difference in Pizza toppings

Yo! How are you?

You like pizza? You love pizza? Pizza is love ❤️

So ever notice that the base/size of the pizza is the same and based on the different toppings, the price of the pizza varies. This is not something new. It’s an old theory.

Just like the vessel and the contents in it. Usually, we fall for the vessel but the content is important. Based on the best toppings, the price is more. Similarly, based on the pure and positive content of our thoughts, satisfaction in life is more.

So, what you waiting for? Go and hog your favorite pizza but remember to add good, positive, creative, classy content in your thoughts too.

Bbye for now! Enjoy the fooking weekend 😎

P.S.: This post’s song is Connection by One Republic and what are your plans for the weekend? New videos coming soon in the YouTube channel so do check it out @ Darshith Badiyani. Pic credits to taste.com.au

Struggling days and me..

In most of the cases, and also different times in my life, I have been there during the hard times, the struggling days. But I am never there when things settle down. When things become stable.

Similarly, I can predict that I won’t be there again to reap the fruits of my hard work. I feel like I am a person silently working as a charm, never complaining, always reliable, totally content with whatever happens with me. I am happy to be such a person but it ain’t always a beautiful picture. It ain’t always the rosy ending.

This time again, I will fade away. This time again, I will march away from the place where reward will be waiting for me. I know it’s too early and difficult to say goodbye because of the bonds and relationships that are formed. But we all, especially myself, gotta look at the bigger picture, which holds more sweeter fruit for me(I hope so) than the one I am leaving behind.

See you,

The guy readying for the new struggle ❤

P.S.: Today’s song pick is Fall by Ed Sheeran(again). I was introduced to this song by a good friend and I love it. And also, check out my new motivational video in YouTube. How’s this weekend serving you?

 

 

What’s inside matters..

Imagine a bottle
An empty bottle
How much is it worth?
Nada, zook, naught
Yeah, it’s all the same
Now how much does
A cold drink bottle cost?
Some 50-100 bucks
A perfume bottle cost?
200-300 bucks
A beer bottle cost?
Some 1k bucks
What do we conclude?
The bottle hardly matters
The inside content matters
Similarly our body hardly matters
Our soul are the main catch
Don’t bond just looking at the bottle
You would end up getting
Nada, zook, naught
Bond with the liquid
And you will have the
Most precious people
By your side 🙂

P.S.: I had read about a similar topic somewhere, some years ago and can’t remember properly. So, its totally ain’t my idea. But, don’t we all derive relatable things from what we read and feel and hear and make our own version.

Hope you all are well and having fun and making plans of the coming weekend 😉

Are we totally filled with WASTE??

Our body seems so beautiful and attractive from outside

But if we look deeply and analyze

Only bad and unwanted things are generated in our body

And these dirty things find their way out of our body

In form of sweat, mucus, bodily liquids and shit

So if we think, we’re the PRODUCERS of garbage

And we just find a way to dispose all these things somewhere

But there is one thing, one product, the single one

Which can compensate with all the bad things we produce

May be even OUTWEIGH the garbage

And it is also produced within our body

It’s main source is Our mind

So if we SPEAK politely and THINK for the betterment of humanity

Then Nature can forgive us for the huge amount of garbage produced by a single man

And based on these sweet vibrations made by our words

We can change the world for good

Because if we can’t talk in a good way with someone

Then what’s the point of talking and then

We’re a total useless creatures walking on face of the Earth !!

Afraid of what not..

We are so very afraid

Afraid of the known

Afraid of the unknown

Afraid of being rejected

Afraid of not meeting the expectations

Afraid of giving it a try

Afraid of keeping it in the heart

Afraid of letting go

Afraid of letting in

Afraid of the stormy night

Afraid of the peaceful dream

Afraid of the closeness

Afraid of the distances

Afraid of being in a limelight

Afraid of being ignored

Afraid of reaching greater heights

Afraid of not giving it a try

Afraid of daily routine

Afraid of the buried past

Afraid of the uncertain future

Afraid of the being a burden

Afraid of speaking up

Afraid of showing true emotions

Afraid of hiding true emotions

Afraid of what to do

Afraid of what not to do

Afraid of anything

Afraid of everything

Afraid of the never ending list

Afraid of life crawling away

Afraid of the people walking away

Afraid of things falling apart

Afraid of the choosing sides

Afraid of not following your heart

Afraid of following your heart & getting nowhere

Afraid of the known

Afraid of the unknown

Afraid of being afraid

Afraid of being unafraid

The more afraid you are

The more courageous you will be

Provided you want to stop being afraid

And become unafraid and free.

Selfie which can make your life Happy..

The way we hold the phone up above us

Make a good curious face with weird expressions

And click!!

You get a great selfie of yours and you’re happy

But, if you want to be Happy in Life

Just keep on doing what you just did

That is take Selfie..

Look above you

Smile with content and prayers in your heart

And instead of your phone

Try to imagine God or the divine power you believe in

Which runs the universe

Appreciating and believing its work

Soar high..

These clothes don’t cover me

My secrets does

My feelings of my life does

I have to protect those from being exposed

I can’t share those with you

Because if I do

Then you will know everything about me

And once you do

I will be naked in front of you

My soul will be naked

And then you will see me

Both at my strength and my weakness

And then you will have no other way

But to support me while I am weak

And to guide me in proper direction when strong

You gotta offer me your lap to cry in weakness

And give me space to rise when strong

Inspire me Help me stand after falling

Given the world to soar and letting me fly high

But what I can guarantee you is

No matter how high or How far I go

I will not forget you or lose my way

You will be the only one in my mind always

And I will return to you Just you

To make us complete

And to help you soar and rise

Just like you helped me!!

Faith in humanity restored..

I am walking on a crowded street
And see a guy in trench coat
And a cap on his head on the starry night
Why I was being so gazey to Him no idea
May be it was that trench coat in such a weather
Or because He was looking at an old man
Standing near the footpath and waiting
For the traffic to halt so that he can cross the road

The traffic halts just for a few moments
That old man tries but it’s difficult for him
To walk quickly and cross the road
Before the vehicles starts roaring on the roads
And I get worried as I lose sight of that coat guy
Because I was busy looking at the old man
But find that coat guy running and holding the old man
and helping him reach the other end of the street safely

I try to follow that coat guy
So somehow I cross the street in a hurry
And search in the crowd for that shade of yellow coat
And see far ahead a similar looking guy walking away
I run and follow him as my eagerness was exponentially increasing
Why did he help the old man? Why was I following him?
I needed answers to it and He was just 1 hand away from me
And I tap him with my index finger and wait for him to turn

I see a line of blood running down the forehead of that guy
All the questions forgotten and without any words
I hold his elbow and take him to the nearest chemist shop
There the necessary treatment is done and on asking he replied
“I met an accident 2 blocks back and hurt my head but couldn’t find a chemist shop
So wore a cap to stop the blood flow as much as possible
But on the way helped that old man without thinking of myself
Because my Dad passed away in a road accident last Thursday”

Help me tell my story..

I was there in my balcony,

looking at the vast blue sky,

seeing the birds migrate,

gazing at the slowly setting sun,

reminiscing the good old days.

Those days, when I used to count backwards,

to that day when my grandma would come,

come to visit me from village.

It didn’t matter what did she bring for me,

hand-made pickles, a bag of toys or any other thing.

What mattered was THE STORIES.

I used to love listening to stories,

bedtime stories of ghosts,

noon time stories of king & queen,

stories I read from my books,

stories I visualized myself to feel safe.

The lesson learnt from each story was crucial,

but more crucial was the imagination,

the way in which I visualized myself as the protagonist.

The movement of hands of my grandma while telling the stories,

the lowering of tempo of her voice during suspense,

the big wide eyes to show surprise,

the soothing smile to show happy ending,

was all very important to me.

I used to believe more in that imaginative world.

I used to think that my imaginative world could had given me more pleasure,

because I could not keep those stories inside me anymore.

I needed to tell those to someone, to anyone, but in vain,

because I was only meant to listen them,

as I was born a Dumb!!

Redefined Meanings of words!!

Dictionaries were invented to make the meaning of words same for all.. Universal!! So does it imply that people used to have no common words and no common meanings before the invention of dictionaries??
Its interesting how such an idea stuck me!! I was talking to a friend some days before and we defined watching “TeleVision” and spending time differently. For her it was a duty and for me, such a waste of time!! I know many must have started hating me after reading the last line..
But its not just about watching TV or any other stuff. Its all together a different issue.

We as humans, use the same words, but we mean it differently and in some cases, different meanings of the same word in front of different persons. Is it Magic or games being played??

We all are made that way. We give definitions to all the words ourselves. We always try to use the defined meanings of a dictionary but one can’t always accept ALL the things that’s written and sometimes try to make his own meaning for a word. And, after that he tries to make his known people know his own meaning of the word. I most certainly do for sure.

I change some proverbs a little bit here and there and feel that, yes my version is more apt than the original one.

“If there’s a will, there are many ways.”
I find it more perfect.

I personally feel more good to make some minor changes and try to look at this world from that point. You define the words, the other way round is just a myth.

If you have any kind of your own versions of proverb or saying,then please feel free to comment it here and let the world know about your inner Dictionary of your mind.

Keep Redefining,
Darshith.