Be a smart loser, not a stupid winner!

Prost To Life

It’s hard to win an argument with a smart person, but it’s damn near impossible to win an argument with a stupid person -Bill Murray

c1edb4fe317ea4a12c9cf6c750aaa61fI have met people who would just not accept the fact that they can ever be wrong, they just keep arguing about something they are not really sure about, because they don’t know they are not sure about it. If you are a person who loves peace and tries to keep your surrounding calm, you take a step, stop arguing with such people, try to explain once, or maybe twice! if the opposite person is too stubborn to listen to you, just stop doing it. I’m sure there will be a time when that person understands he was wrong and for god’s sake, I hope he stops arguing at least from that point of time!

Stupid conversations can just spoil your good mood and the…

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How to win giveaways?

I don't know what's up but lately there's a lot of giveaways going on in instagram (at least with the people I follow). I have participated in a lot of giveaways but never once won or close to win anything. Different giveaways have different kinds of rules, which are usually: Like, comment something based on … Continue reading How to win giveaways?

Why Don’t We Work Less?

“What, exactly, is the point of earning a paycheck that isn’t a living wage, except to prove that you have a work ethic?”

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At a recent conference in Detroit, billionaire Jack Ma, founder of the online marketplace Alibaba, told CNBC that, thanks to advances in artificial intelligence, people will soon work less.

“I think in the next 30 years, people only work four hours a day and maybe four days a week,” Ma said. “My grandfather worked 16 hours a day in the farmland and [thought he was] very busy. We work eight hours, five days a week and think we are very busy.”

People have been making this prediction for generations. Economist John Maynard Keynes posited, in an essay published a year after the 1929 Wall Street crash, that his grandchildren would work 15-hour weeks, with five-day weekends. In 2015, NPR caught up with some of his descendants and discovered Keynes — who, according to his grand-nephew died “from working too hard” — was wrong. His grand-nephew reported working over 100 hours…

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On what happens after you jump off cliffs and other scary things

….you die.

I can’t recall was it The Last Song or The Vampires Diaries that said: eulogies aren’t for the dead to hear; they’re for comforting the living.

No matter how much pain you think or you’re truly in, there’s no greater pain than losing a person in your life that was supposed to be with you forever. If you love them, you wouldn’t harm yourself. Because the person you’re actually killing isn’t you; it’s them.

The blog I reposted had nothing to do with death but I was just reminded or prompted to write what I wrote because of her blog title.

Hudhurungi

I did a scary thing, a bold thing. But this piece is not about taking the plunge, it’s not about gathering the guts to leave your comfort zone, it is about what you experience and feel immediately after leaving your comfort zone.

I still experience bouts of fear, I still feel jittery and daunted.

This is for my fellow cliff jumpers, are you afraid too, even after the jump? Is it a bit like jumping off a cliff into the ocean and being submerged under the waves? You know that you will come up and swim, eventually, but for now the force of your jump has you under the rolling waves.

Well this is me, this is me saying that I am still scared, and if you are too, blink twice. We are learning together, are we not?

I am still daunted, still trembling in hope and fear, still learning…

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Why I’ve never finished a journal

This is my beautiful new Moleskin journal, part reward for hitting my word count last month and part indulgence that I couldn’t resist any more. Some may say these journals are overrated, but the softness of the leather, the silky feel of the pages, and most importantly, the perfect distance between lines make it love every time for me.

When it’s been a while since I’ve last purchased a notebook of any kind, I start to get an itch to visit Barnes and Noble or a twinge when I walk past the journal aisle in Target, even if I have nothing particular in mind to use it for. There is something about all of those gloriously blank pages. Each one is a new beginning. Sometimes I flip open a new journal and just run my fingers over blank page after blank page. It’s perfect without the imperfections of life finding…

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