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Zero Size, Truck Size..Damn..Does it matter? What actually matters in life?

Just now read a beautiful post on how to raise your daughters and that post triggered some thoughts in me. So here are my some Monsoon Thursday thoughts.

World is already a tough place where people get judgemental about beauty, 36 32 34 measurements or Zero size or half size or whatever crap size of your body, your color, your weight.

It all looks good, you enjoy the glory when you adhere to these measurements, you grow in a myth that your identity or fame is because of your color, or this numbers based figure. You enjoy the attention of few morons who say ” How fair you are! How do you manage such sexy body figure! How do you maintain that perfect weight of 50″. You think you rule the world because of these measurements and parameters.

But Damn! It’s a physical body…it changes…changes with your age…and then your body doesn’t measure the zero size or the crap of 36 32 34 …then you get depressed. Then you feel worthless. Then you feel you are nothing but a big overloaded garbage truck. Because all through your life you never gave importance to inner beauty, inner strength, the intellect, the skills , the joys of learning, the real beauty of soul .

No one will taunt you, even if you look like a truck but you yourself will taunt you for losing your “,wealth…the weapons of beauty”. Finally, you get depressed. You get frustrated. You feel entire world is making fun of you. You become frustrated jealous soul seeing other 36 32 34 women or start wasting your life hating yourself till you get back to your prior glory. And because of this negative attitude people start distancing you, they too feel ” What a fat sick pessimistic soul this woman is “.

Is that life???

Why is it all happening? This disastrous cycle doesn’t happen with men. Even though they look like truck they confidently feel they are the most sexiest men in the World and added to that they feel women are dying for them even in their truck shape. Actually!! That kickass attitude makes them really hot and sexier.

Why does this happen?

If we do little bit of root cause analysis. It all has to do with our upbringing ( yes society is a judgemental moron all the times anyways).
Right from childhood, girls are raised on the parameters of color, size, weight…with lesser focus on real parameters of mental, physical strength, inner beauty and the real thing about education, academic goals, life goals. Girls are given lipsticks, talcum powders, eyeliners makeup brushes and praised and praised and like hell by saying ” Oh my God! My daughter looks like a model, like a Hollywood, Bollywood star”. So, they too think they are awesome in these parameters and they focus on those unknowingly…And grow up to dumbdolls. In one age, they lose their so called sexy parameters of body and turn to frustrated jealous useless self-esteem less truck woman.

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Don’t let that happen with your daughters. Right from childhood encourage and focus on the real strength, groom them to become women of strength, let them focus on academics, let them focus on sports, let them focus on spiritual strength, make them strong girls.
Give them books, not lipsticks.
Give them sports shoes, not high heels.
Yes, they will definitely wear lipsticks, high heels later on, however by that time they know they are just accessories, not their identity parameters. They will even know respecting other women on real parameters but not on basis of size of their boobs or waist or color of the skin.

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Me at our Company’s Annual Event

Strong girls become strong women and Strong Women are the most sexy creatures you ever see on the planet even they are of truck size, because they carry a charm 😉

Have a beautiful day.

Loads of Love from a truck sized woman who will definitely lose her weight one day but celebrating herself even with this truck size   

Prasanna Rayaprolu

Posted in Complex Human Mind, Life's Like That, My favorite Personalites

Strength of a Woman

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Some of the Indian advertisements, movies on women empowerment, feminism and equal society are misleading.

We see a girl in Saree or Salwar Kameez with Bindi, long hair ( basically it’s to depict illiterate state of that girl) joining a spoken English course, learning English and we see empowered version of her in “Jeans and Tee Shirts with short hair”( to depict the empowered state of her). Basically the morons want to convey that sticking to your roots, being traditional you can’t learn English or get empowerment.

We see a dark/ dusky skinned dull girl failing in everything and she applies “Fair and lovely”, she becomes clever, active and successful.Heights of assoholism of Indian advertising.

Dressing or skin color or being masculine doesn’t mean empowerment. They don’t define or contribute to the strength of Woman.I ain’t against in western dressing or whatever dressing..in fact I am fond of my Veramoda or whatever dresses equally to the extent I love my Kanchivaram silk sarees or Cotton Sarees. However, I feel funny when people start judging your “strength” by your dressing, your levels of “Aggressiveness” and other parameters. Being “Womanish” is not weakness, it is the absolute “Strength”. To fit into the World, woman need not make herself like a “Man”.

If we want to see real Women of Strength of India, We need to refer to the Women in Indian History. “Strength of Woman” ain’t in unnecessarily proving they are better than men. Strength of Woman is in celebrating the power of feminity and not letting anyone daring to treat you in disrespectful manner.

Radha Rani is one such woman.In my honest opinion, She is epitome of feminity and how powerful she is being feminine is something interesting.
It’s not that we can manage to live like her in 21st century, however there is so much to ponder, think about and realign our thoughts on “Feminism” 🙂

Among Radha’s innumerable transcendental attributes, below are few:

Radharani is very sweet and most charming to look at;
Radhika’s eyes are doe-like and restless;
Sri Radha’s face is smiling and every blissful’
Auspicious, beautiful lines adorn Sri Radha’s lotus hands and feet;
Srimati Radharani is the most exceptional singer and vina player;
Radha’s words are charming and pleasing;
Radha is expert at telling jokes ;
Srimati Radhika is exceptionally humble;
Radha is the embodiment of mercy and compassion;
Sri Radha’s intelligence and wit surpasses all;
Shyness is the shining gem in Radha’s character’
Srimati Radharani is the beacon light of modesty and never swerves from the path of honesty;
Radha is never perturbed by worldly sorrow or misery;
Sri radha has unbounded gravity and sublimity;
Radha possesses Mahabhava, the highest sentiments of love;
Radha’s transcendental glories are shining in all the worlds;
Sri Radha is most affectionate to her superiors;

Loads of Love,
Prasanna Rayaprolu

 

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Is Women’s Day Still Relevant ?

Women being Women is beautiful. Women competing with Men, Women trying to become like men is just trying to prove that Men are superior. Men are men. Women are Women. Both are necessary and equally important in nature. Agree that Women have come a long way to this point.

However, gone are the days when men can dominate women out of their male chauvinism; gone are the days women can play the card of “weak, tender, damsel in distress” in the world of tough competition. Glad to be in such generation and such societies where competent people survive immaterial of their gender. If you don’t study, if you are not financially independent, if you don’t own your life…you suffer whether you are woman or man. Struggle is same for every human in current society.

So celebration of womanhood, manhood is great today, tommorrow and everyday. However, acting as if all women are suffering because of men everywhere, anywhere at home or home or in street is stupid feminism.

Blessed are we who live in these days where women do all physically tough things too which were earlier restricted only to men…we are blessed to be in such evolving societies where men share the responsibilities of cooking, house work, parenting along with their partners.

True celebration of humanity is when we don’t have specific Women’s Day or Men’s Day. True celebration is when everyday is day of equality and celebration of every human.

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I ain’t a fan of Women’s day or Men’s Day…am blessed to have several mentors who are men and women..I am constantly guided by them on how to be God conscious, strong and human all the times
At the same time am going to punch anyone badly immaterial of man or woman who treats me badly for no mistake of mine.

Listen to this beautiful song O Womaniya 🙂

 

Loads of Love,
Prasanna Rayaprolu

Posted in Complex Human Mind, Personal Development, Some stuff for Inspiration, Things to Ponder

Queen Diaries : Transformation From Princess to Queen

#TransformationFromPrincessToQueen
#QueenDiaries #Freedom

Long Long ago, in a tiny empire lived a Emperor with his Queen and his three children. Two Prince and one Princess.

The Princess being youngest in the family was pampered a lot but was never differentiated from her brothers in terms of learning. She got to learn all the skills which her brothers were taught. Emperor never wanted his daughter to remain as a tender rabbit. He wanted his daughter to be a Lioness. So he ensured, she got trained so and he prepared her to be a Lioness by involving her in several decision making activities of the Empire.

One fine day, Emperor called Princess and asked her “My dear Princess! Now that you have grown into a beautiful and strong Young Woman, I want to check with you about your plans for your future. Do you want to get married to a well settled king.” Princess replied “Papa! I want to explore the World, I want to be on my own, I want to become something..a best version of myself…I want to help people…I want to make you proud. Then I would want to marry, till then I want to explore the World by myself using all the skills you taught me and the values imbibed in me, in a true sense I want to transform from a Princess to Queen by myself”.

Emperor was lil bit worried listening to the plans of Princess. However, he knew his Princess is a Lioness material and he agreed to her plans.

However, the Queen Mother objected to the idea of Princess. She said to Princess “Did you ever hear any other empire Princess doing this. Don’t you know it’s a tradition that Princess get married to other empires Kings and become Queen, this is the easiest and traditional way to become Queen”.

Brothers of the Princess were worried and with concern they warned their lil sister by saying “My dear Sister! World is not easy place outside our Empire. There are cunning people who want you to fail, they put you in trouble, you may fail, you will get hurt…you aren’t used to tough life…you are our precious baby Sister. Don’t go outside the empire…do whatever you want to do in our Empire..we will bring those things to you”.

Princess was moved by the concern of her Mother and siblings, however with the support of her father, she convinced everyone in the family about her enthusiasm and zeal to achieve everything which transforms her from Princess to Queen.

The day arrived, the day on which she had to leave the palace and live like a common person that too in another Empire. Emperor was concerned but didn’t show the concern in his expressions as he didn’t want his Princess to make feel weak. Queen cried worrying about the upcoming hardships of her daughter. Brothers insisted they drop their sister at least till the border of the Empire. While dropping her at the border, They even suggested her, it isn’t too late to comeback to the palace. However, the Princess insisted that she is determined about her journey and promised her brothers that she will send message to them and seek their help when she is in danger and has no more energy to continue her journey.

Life outside Palace that too as a common person was different for the Princess. It was exciting, it was tough. Things which she got done in her palace within a flip of a hat took so much effort and hard work for the Princess in outside world. But she enjoyed that hard work too. She made new friends. Some friends cheated her. Some illtreated her, not knowing she is a warrior princess. However, she controlled her anger, her cry. She remembered all the words spoken by her Dad, Mom and Brothers.

She felt good when she explored new places, New cultures, New people, New food. They weren’t bad. But deep in her heart, she missed her family her palace, the royal treatment. However, she learnt enjoying the new places, New people’s presence and her new way of working and earning stuff. She being a warrior princess and having leadership traits, she could lead small groups in New places too. People started seeking her expertise. The local heads got envious of her, they attacked her. She retaliated. She failed. Meanwhile, a elderly head of the colony saw the warrior qualities in the Princess and mentored her about the inner strength. He advised her on how not to react to every external disturbance and how to be strong and never give up. She retrained herself with the elderly person teachings. She learnt how to deal the new fights.

Meanwhile, the Emperor got to know about the hardships of the Princess through his spies. He sent a message to Princess, if she needs help and is she considering to come back to Empire. Princess sent message that she is fine and she has good help from New mentors and new friends.

Slowly, Princess continued her journey to new places. Sometimes it was unbearable for her to lead life like a commoner. However, when it was necessary, she cried but again consoled herself and continued her journey.

Meanwhile in the Empire, everyone blamed the Emperor for sending his lil princess into tough world alone. He too regretted some moments, however he had complete trust in his Princess, he knows she will be the best Queen anyone can ever think of after this journey of her Princess.

Some years passed, the Princess slowly transformed to a mighty Queen. In this journey, somany new Emperors got to know about her. She built ties with several Empires. She came back home victorious. Emperor, Queen and The Sibling Prince were glad to see her back with lots of learning, achievement. In this journey, she became the brand ambassador of her Empire and she represented her Empire very well and in return she built good relations with other Empires.

This is a Story of a Lil Princess who transformed into a Mighty Queen by herself with the support of Family, Mentors and Friends.

Dedicated to all the girls who want to make their mark in this World. Let your daughter explore her best version by giving her enough freedom she deserves.

Happy Republic Day

Loads of Love,
Prasanna Rayaprolu

Posted in Complex Human Mind, Inspirational Stuff, Personal Development, Some stuff for Inspiration, Things to Ponder

Self Worth 

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For anyone that experiences a major traumatic event the question of self-worth becomes very important.  Regardless of the event, it is easy to conclude that it was experienced either because of a lack of worth to others or, more painfully, a lack of worth to God.  When others hurt us this pain can be internalized and tied to the insecurity of value.  We begin to think that if only we were more valuable we would not have been treated this way.  This easily develops into the belief that we must not even have value to God or he would not have allowed these things to come into our lives.  We believe the voice inside of us that says, “no one cares.”

A misunderstanding of our own worth can lead us to do one of two things.  Either we accept that we have no value and live or die as one who is worthless, or we fill our minds with empty “happy talk” that may prop up our esteem for a while but will ultimately let us down.  Our value is not based either on what others think about us or what we think about ourselves.

We have value because we were created in the image of God to have a relationship with Him!  We are intrinsically valuable regardless of how we feel, how we are treated or what we experience.  This is a difficult thing to understand.  We so closely tie the events of life to our worth that we have a hard time separating the two.  What happened to you or how you were treated should not define you and has no bearing on how much God loves you!  You are so valuable, in fact, that Christ paid for your sins so that He could have a relationship with you!

The “why” of life’s events may never be explained, but don’t ever believe that those events somehow define your worth.

You are loved.  You are valuable. You have a bright future because the one who created you has a plan for your life that you alone can fulfill.  

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Year of Introspection and Inner Strength :When Life Slapped ME Every Month in 2016


It all started with a joyful January 2016, like any other normal girl of my age, I was happy and merry that I will be “settling down” with the person I really liked.  And like most of the girls, I too was lost in the day dreaming of ” How to sort my new home and how interesting life looks like when I too get married “. Thada!!! Life slapped very hard for the first time in 2016 in the month of January. Somehow, things didn’t work and I did’nt get married. Oh yeah! This is not a great thing to be advertised on my Blog or FB post, however, this SLAP of life in January was hard and painful.

It was a time, I just lost interest in career or life or anything. I took a good one month break in February and all I did was ” For the first week,  all I did was to realize what exactly has happend in January, Cry as much as I could (Secretly) .  I didn’t want to get depressed or waste time like a loser. I was determined to become strong and deal the situation. The remaining weeks of February I spent in introspection, forgiveness, gratitude, prayer, lots of reading. I did all these by staying close with my Mom and Dad. I did focus on improving my car driving skills. This month helped me build my inner strength to a good extent.

By March 1st of 2016, because of my good break in Feb, I was completely recharged. I got back to my work and I was completely recharged. I started with my new assignments and Thada!!! Life slapped again with HEALTH slap. I had a terrible food poisoning and got dramatically hospitalized and was busy with it for some days. By this time, I was really ashamed the way 2016 was so unkind to me.  Thanks to Mom, Dad,  Martin, Amit, Alka, Sharo, Bishakha (My Bengali Tigress) for taking care of me in this crazy time of mine. I survived  and was normal only because of these few people. They were very vigilant about my well being in this time. They ensured that the crazy and lively Prasanna is back to form.

April was a super good month . I was back to my form and I totally focused my entire time on Work.

May. May is my birthday month and I received unconditional love from somany wellwishers. Comewhat May…I always celebrate my birthday very well with my family members. I just love spending my birthday with my family members. I celebrated my birthday very well happily. Thanks to my Second Brother, Sis in Law and my Niece for making my birthday more special. Tiny celebrations in the rough times really mean a lot 🙂 In May, I visited Europe for the first time(infact it was the first time I visited anyplace out of India) and .it was an awesome business trip. I went to Riga in Latvia and Helsinki in Finland. Met lot of wonderful people. This trip was so special to me because I met somany stalwarts with respect to my work. It was a enriching working experience working with those learnt people. Apart from my work, in this trip I met my Senior Colleagues from my previous organizations. The time they took out of their busy schedules to come and visit me for lunches and dinners is something which I will cherish for entire life time. Thanks to Leena and Veer ji. My special thanks and regards to Liisa for such a motherly care and good discussions on life in Helsinki. Interactions with these people helped me to heal very well of my silly disasters of January. In later months, realized, the January thing wasn’t a big deal compared to the other slaps of 2016.

June was a busy month at work with new mentors and  wonderful month of trips to Hyderabad to home. There is nothing more joyful than having hands-full of work at office and ample opportunities to spend time with family in hometown. Not to forget about the regular days in Pune with the caring friends.

July. The month of frequent trips to my friend’s place as my bestie Bishakha was heavily pregnant by this month. Month with lots of excitement about the delivery of my friend and all the talks about the pregnancy, the feeling of mother.

August. The month, 2016 SLAPPED ME and KILLED A PART OF ME FOR ENTIRE LIFETIME. My friend Bishakha died after delivering baby on August 19, 2016. Even today after 4 months, I don’t want to accept the fact that my bestie expired and left all of us. I still don’t know how am i dealing this. Even while writing this post tears roll down my eyes. The cry i have is same as the cry i had on August 19, 2016.  I still don’t know how could my Bengali Tigress leave me without saying a proper goodbye. The only good thing is we see her in her daughter “Dugi” now. And Dugi is my brand new Bengali niece and I am her Pisi( Father’s Sister). And the only promise I can make to my Bengali Tigress Bishakha is that I will be the perfect Pisi to Dugi.

Technically, I really donot know how my August, September of 2016 have passed. These were the months of anger, frustration, confusion, trauma. I focused more on my office work in these months. Thanks to work for keeping me alive.

By the ending of September 2016, I was technically drained of all my energy, however was keeping myself motivated by praying and surrendering to God. Because, I didnt want to die out of pessimism. I was technically like the Gajendra of Gajendra Moksham. This was the time, my bestie Amit suggested me to read “Srimadh Bhaghavatam” . I started reading Srimadh Bhaghavatam from October and it is quite a really divine experience reading Srimadh Bhaghavatam. With the help of Martin, I started reading lessons from Bible. Reading these is helping me build my inner strength. There is a long way to go, however these holy scriptures and lessons are helping me understand the beauty of life  and the power of God. Without the inner strength, I could not have survived 2016.

Oh..yeah..with all these dramatic activities, I did ensure that I don’t lose the “Madonna element” in me. I am very happy that i could effectively make good use of the work opportunities given to me in learning several new aspects about  Transitions and Transformations. I am blessed to work with several senior leaders in this year.  I ensured that i did continue my regular habits of  travel, photography, blogging, exploring new places, cooking and watching movies in the first week of their release. In the ending of 2015 December, i stopped watching Television, I made a promise to myself not to watch Television for a year and throughout 2016, I didnt watch Television. I could save lots of time for my book reading, travel, walks, meditation. Yes, it was crazy year without watching TV, however I could get ample time for my own care and well being.

I am generally notorious for embarrassing my loved ones by expressing how much they mean to me. And I want to continue that good old habit of mine. Thank You Mom, Dad, Martin, Amit, Alka, Sharo and Bishakha.

Bishakha! Thankyou for being a great friend, rest in peace in heaven . I miss you badly.

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I believe in the plans of God and am looking eagerly to the brand new year 2017. 

Wish you all a happy 2017. Stay blessed. Don’t give up on yourself and Don’t give up on the God who created you. Life is beautiful and worth living. A bad year is not a bad life. And for that matter any year is not bad completely. It has something to teach and make us more beautiful.

Loads of Love,

Prasanna Rayaprolu