Saturday, September 26, 2020

The year that is

The year that is

The year of sadism

The year of the glorification of indignance, ill manners, rudeness, insensitiveness, ruthlessness, jealous vengeance. 

The year of the second handers, the ones who highlight their being with the corpses they burn, they won't be visible but for the burning  corpses. 

The year of coming forth, trying to hide behind each other, of the stone pelters who cannot  look at your eyes. 

The ever melting, ever moulding, amoeboid personalities, if such a thing exists. 

The year of the scavengers among us. 

I wonder if Corona is really the worst thing that has happened to humans or is it the thing that has brought forth the worst in us?

Is it the devil at work in some empty minds?

I wonder perhaps the ones in the jungle will be more civil.

I wonder, perhaps God is too repulsed to look at us. Has he run out of justifications to save us this time. 

Someone suggested, it will be all fine once Corona goes away. I thought "either that or I stop watching the news channels!!" 

Rashmirekha Manna

#interiordesignyourbrain, #behuman,#mannerspls

Sunday, September 13, 2020


She's in a cooking competition where they are all competing to make the most sumptuous and satisfying meal.
Everyone around her is making desserts and Biryanis. She is no great guns at either but is still sweating it out to make one of these to make the fifth and final dish for the competition, with a hundred percent confidence of not winning it.

She can never win with her Biryani or desserts as she's still mastering them.

She took a step back and breathed. Wait a minute! The tikkis and  chats that she had made in the past have been absolute hits among the people she knows. Why not, it does not look heavy and royal but it works on the pallette and is definitely a welcome balance after all the heavy, attention hogging dishes.

She went for it and it all vanished in no time when it was put on the buffet.

Step back, focus on your strength. Play with your strengths. Whether you win or not, you would have put your best fight forward.
- Rashmi Manna
# Playyourstrength

Sunday, September 6, 2020

Drop the bottle

 How many times has it happened to you when you have suddenly realised that the bottle or in your hands is empty, and you have unnecessarily carried it so far when you could have actually let go of it, and walked free with open palms since long.

We tend to do that to a lot more things than just bottles. For instance somebody's words; we carry the hurt and the pain, long after they've lost relevance.

No baggage. Just drop the bottle :)

Rashmi Manna


Don’t ever try to become somebody else’s dream. That is when you lose the freedom to shape your life your own way. It is way more rewarding ...