Slip that emotion....Make stories!

World is full of emotions, we have heard this a lot of times. Talk about emotions and you have a visual in your head.
Parents
Gf or wife
Dear friend

That’s the only thing in the entire world which hooks you to something or someone.

It either makes us sit and watch Leonardo romance his girl or a fighter like Malala opine at the center stage of the world (that was something).

Emotions never exist in isolation, they exist in context, a situation, or a circumstance. 
Sitting in a conference with suited up corporates will feel different than what you will feel when you're sitting with the same bunch of people in a canteen (context).

One FEELS different. 
Emotions.

Lets get out today and try slipping in a smile or that trust-me shake of a head while talking to your designated senior or junior or even a peon.

We do see a difference.
Better connection, empathetic and we might actually make the person listen to more than what we had anticipated.

Its difficult to dive in that kind of territory where you could actually switch on and off your EQ.

Picture this: One moment you're going through a rough patch with your team and other second the client complains of shabby work (I love clients, though)

Communication with emotions makes engaging stories.

No wonder why all brands want stories around their brand. In fact brand in itself is a story, which over the period of time become legacies

Next time around do try and slip in that emotion and make engaging stories with your peers :)

Cheers! :)

Connecting FB statuses posted by my friends. Just a try :)

These statuses were posted by my dear friends, Abha Chaudhary, Mohul Kaila, Guddu Jumani, Bhami Bisht, Arunita Sen, Siddharth Sharma (sir), Pawan Raikwar, Monis Manzoor, Naina Ruhail. Thank you people!

Sipping and reading coffee, not literally but skimming through CCD’s marketing plans. They plan to overhaul design and ambiance. I see an opportunity there. 

Anyways, couple of days back after enriching myself with some profound words and wisdom through FB statuses put up by my dear friends, i plan to take a plunge and posted “I could make a bible out of FB statuses” which was followed by a comment “Do it then lazy boy”.

Monday morning is usually not that great for most of the formal en-robed beings. Inspired by statuses gave me this idea of actually writing a piece on everyday FB statuses posted by my dear friends.

Just thought of connecting scattered FB status dots with my life, it’s just a try folks.

Preparing myself for “Sun-day out”, missing you papa. I never left his hand while walking those narrow, dust laden streets, vendors shouting out loud with their just harvested (claimed) fresh, sprinkled vegetables. Ahh!! Makes your Sunday worth a walk to nearby market.

What’s so frightening after a Sun-day? A Monday, “first day” post my lazing around in bed. Arrghh!. Yeah, even as a school student, there existed an animosity between me and my class teacher. “I think i am allergic to Monday”.

School wasn’t that interesting that day. Consider it as a “Silence before Blast”. That evening, I hopped out of my school bus, had a good look around and zipped across the road. Entered my palace and mom was left agape. I crossed the road when I was 4. Received a good amount of “prasad” from my mom but then my rationale behind was strong enough; “Rules are for fools, use your head".

Next blast? a party-balloon. Phew!

I grew up, pale and not so chubby. Eating and biting my nails near people dancing around. Life does make you better and after confronted the most influencing event of my life, I did become somewhat better. I had lost my friend. “Memories rewind” of the “blast”.

'Break-Ups' can lead to 'Breakthroughs', if you do not 'Breakdown'. His support and belief in me was one such reason that I could make it on stage. He was undoubtedly “The God's Blessing's official Distributors!”

A “Pit stop”, life paused, shook me and made me believe that he went for good. Since that day, wanted to talk to him, meet him in person. Took a few days for sure but I did. I dreamt of him. Went on stage, killed it. Today I am on Cloud 9, feeling blissful after days of low point.

“You will never be as young and alive as you are at this very moment”. Just when god saw me too happy, he gave me a girl. “Love yourself first. You can love others later” and that day after, I did not get time to love myself.

Evening strolls, mall walks, window shopping, holding bags (not of my choice). Saw couples holding hands, sharing same strawberry shake (guys like that?) and smiling at each other.  “Yeh shehar nai mehfil hai, bas ishq mohabbat pyaar”. (This city is full of romantic set-ups, love is what prevails here) Delhi has always been a love-city. I love Mumbai.

“Out of connectivity does feel good. Back with a Bang!! And I will not wish you ‪#‎FriendshipDay crap. Cheers!”

“If your life isn't interesting, you are not living it right”.