"I am a lover of intellectual stuff. I counsel lot of people."
He must have known, with the last thirty minutes flying like a flash, what with a crash course philosophy.
There she was, like a pocket sized dynamo, but having a presence that would be hard to ignore from any corner of the restaurant.
"We see everyone we encounter as a mirror"
"Subconscious mind doesn't always work closely with the conscious one"
"What makes us a little different is being aware of all these thoughts and therefore being able to quickly check on one's expectations and correct them and move on"
"We look for mirror images"
"Give selflessly "
"In a situation I do whatever my heart tells me. Not because I want to do it for someone else
But coz "I" want to do it"
"You are what you are"
"Love is a habit. We sometimes bring distance and try to get rid of it"
"The first thing I use is - heart......And I am proud of being that.....Head comes at work and only when reqd with relationships"
"I believe in giving it all"
"We always want what we think we don't have"
"You will only be smiling. If you have complete belief. Use all your senses. Have clarity of your message. And dream and smile"
Thirty minutes seemed like a treatise where he wanted to note down every quote and chuck them onto the internet on Pinterest.
"You are so sorted out.." it came out, almost in a half fanboy moment. He was not sorted even about his next meal or tomorrow's dress. When someone like her, who was so sorted out, goes in pursuit of something, he could not visualize anything that they couldn't get. He could not believe that someone could exude so much positivity. It almost appeared that she was having an effect even on others at the restaurant who were not listening to her. He was confident that she would have every one of them eating out of her hands.
"See all my tales, OK, all of them..... are aspirations and not inspirations as many think. The aspiration part comes in when there is no inspiration." He said, with a posing face.
The answer she gave left him reeling. "Having worthy aspirations, is inspirational...All don't have them !! Practice gratitude for being what you are. I, for example, think that I am awesome at everything I do."
She succinctly summed up life in one little para:
"I have found one global answer for all life situations.
Whatever happens
Happens for good
I may not know the good now
But wait till God shows you
Why this had happened
Trust him and trust the wait"
"You know", he quipped, "Perhaps what you did to me today is called psychiatry? And they charge a bomb for it!!"
She laughed. A half smile, half laugh, indicating perhaps of an uneasy nod to the fanboy. Sometimes, the ordinariness in a person is what attracts you to him or her. That's because they are just being themselves. But special people attract everyone.
She continued,
"Love is when you do it selflessly. Care is same. If you care with a feeling to get it back all the time....stop it..Right away...Coz world does have crazy people who don't reciprocate. But, can you judge the world by one person? You have all the reasons to stop being you !! That is this !! Caring!! But do you have a single reason to really - not be you? Is that the lack of reciprocating in few people?"
"Well, no..." he paused. How could he say no? Even if he did, he did not have the articulation to back it.
"Your positivity depends on you..Not world's acknowledgement of it"
The more he talked with her, he felt like he was communicating with a force, a bundle of energy. Is this what psychiatrists are made of? Well, he corrected himself at that moment. Certainly not. This is from the heart. Just flows. Like the babbling brook. It is gushing forth.
"Don't apply the sunk cost fallacy to life. Do it coz you want to do it even today. If your gut tells you. The day that stops. Please move on. Blessed are those who can wish happiness for others."
The huge bonus her talk brought him was that she could see the positive side to anything; everything. She was neither blunt nor do did she mollycoddle situations.
Life has perhaps taught her to live through any situation. Or did she teach life instead? 'Throw me all you got, baby I can handle?'
"Our heart sets standards
Each time...
Unknowingly
And we can't go below our own standards
Whatever you focus on, expands
Do it your way
If you can practice firm belief
It's done.
A feeling from the heart
Always reaches the other
And therefore...Do it with all your energy and belief"
That seemed like two high level haikus combined!
"Do you know what love is? I want you to fly like that eagle in the sky. Free. Carefree. Float on water like a wood plank does. Light. Love is that feeling for me. If you are dying without someone, why don't you love them to live? I am a serendipity...energy...person My heart is like my little baby. It keeps asking, pulling,nudging; If it's yours...It will happen!"
Now, where did that come from? He had to read, reread and play it again in his mind to decipher what she said. But by that time, she had let out a few more pearls of wisdom, which he had to ask her to replay.
'Don't..." he started, only to be cut short. "Don't is a negative word," She said. "Have you found me using it?"
He would have said, "Don't is a negative word. I don't use it". He found that there was no 'no or don't' in her denial too!
She seemed like the pocketful of sunshine one which he can carry throughout his life.
"Your dimpled cheeks make your smile even beautiful", he said. But he had not braced up for her next ace.
Shall I tell you something? Dimples are caused by a deformity in the facial muscle. Around 15-20% of the world population have it. It is an envious deformity though; the rest goes ga ga over us. The interesting fact is that the lack of something, a negative thing actually could out so much pleasure. It is God's way of saying, 'I am myself imperfect. I have given all that you want. But whatever I have given you, can be a source of joy'"
He listened with rapt attention at this analogy, on something as innocuous as dimple, and how she could parry that into this! He seemed more charmed by her analogy than her dimples themselves.
After the meal, they left. As she was getting into her car, she said, "I am miraculous!" Was he ever thinking otherwise?
His head was slightly spinning. She left him in a daze. But, why was he longing for the next meeting already?
