Keeping Me Mind Busy

The mind is a boundless sky, vast and infinite, capable of harboring storms of thought or shining with the brilliance of ideas. Left idle, it becomes a neglected garden, where the weeds of worry, doubt, and boredom grow unchecked, choking curiosity and imagination. To keep the mind busy is to become its gardener, planting seeds of knowledge, curiosity, and creativity, and tending them with care, patience, and attention.

When we read, write, explore, or solve, we water these seeds; when we reflect or create, we allow sunlight to touch them, letting ideas sprout and blossom. A busy mind is like a river, rushing with energy and purpose, carving paths through the landscapes of thought, shaping perspectives, and carrying dreams to new horizons. In this flow, learning, problem-solving, and imagination are all tributaries, feeding into the endless sea of potential.

Yet busyness is a double-edged sword. A mind that races without pause can become a tempest, swirling in circles of anxiety, distraction, and fatigue. Thoughts may crash like waves against a cliff, leaving no room for reflection or peace. Here, stillness is not weakness—it is a mirror pond, calm and clear, allowing the mind to see itself, to rest, and to gather strength for the next current of activity.

Balance is the art of mindful engagement: to fill the mind with purpose, yet allow it quiet spaces to breathe. Even the most vibrant gardens need shade and soil, even the mightiest rivers need pools to reflect the sun. A mind kept thoughtfully busy is not merely active; it is alive, alert, and attuned to the rhythm of life, capable of creating, learning, loving, and dreaming.

In the end, to keep the mind busy is to honor its vastness, to cultivate its gifts, and to navigate its storms with wisdom. It is to dance with ideas, wrestle with challenges, and pause in silent reflection, knowing that both motion and stillness are threads in the tapestry of a rich, fulfilled mind.

Procrastination

I’ll start tomorrow, I softly say,

As minutes and hours quietly slip away.

A ticking clock with a taunting sound,

While unfinished dreams still wait around.

My lists grow longer, my will feels thin,

I bargain with time I never win.

Yet in each pause, a whisper near—

Begin right now, the start is here.

So one small step, not fast, not grand,

Just courage placed in an open hand.

For tasks delayed and chances won,

All bow at last to the one who’s begun.

Procrastination is not laziness but a behavioral response to negative emotions like anxiety, fear, and stress associated with a task. It's a way of avoiding discomfort, where the brain prioritizes immediate mood regulation over long-term goals, often leading to internal conflict rather than a simple lack of motivation. Laziness, in contrast, is characterized by indifference and a preference for minimal effort, without the internal struggle of wanting to do the task but being unable to start.

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ਤੂੰ ਹੀ ਮੇਰਾ - You Are Mine

 

ਕਦੇ ਗੁੱਸਾ ਬਣ ਕੇ ਮੇਰੀ ਖਾਮੋਸ਼ੀ ਟੁੱਟਦੀ ਏ,

ਤੇਰੇ ਬੋਲਾਂ ਨਾਲ ਮੇਰੀ ਰੂਹ ਵੀ ਰੁੱਸਦੀ ਏ।

ਅਸੀਂ ਦੋਵੇਂ ਜੰਗ ਬਣ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਹਾਂ ਇਕ ਦੂਜੇ ਨਾਲ,

ਆਂਸੂ ਚੁੱਪ ਚੁੱਪ ਵਹਿੰਦੇ ਨੇ ਰਾਤਾਂ ਦੇ ਨਾਲ।

ਪਰ ਸੱਚ ਇਹ ਵੀ ਹੈ, ਜੋ ਅਸੀਂ ਮੰਨਦੇ ਨਹੀਂ,

ਤੇਰੇ ਬਿਨਾਂ ਮੇਰੇ ਦਿਨ ਕੱਟਦੇ ਨਹੀਂ।

ਲੜਾਈਆਂ ਤੋਂ ਬਾਅਦ ਵੀ ਦਿਲ ਇਹ ਹੀ ਆਖਦਾ,

ਤੂੰ ਹੀ ਮੇਰਾ ਪਿਆਰ ਹੈ, ਤੇ ਮੇਰੀ ਹੀ ਰਹਿ ਜਾਂਦਾ।

Sometimes anger shatters my silence,

And your words make my soul turn away.

We become a battlefield against each other,

While quiet tears flow through the night.

Yet this is the truth we don’t admit —

Without you, my days don’t pass.

Even after every argument, my heart says the same:

You are still my love, and you always remain mine.

Happy Birthday, Bella!

Today, we celebrate you — a woman who brings joy, warmth, and fun everywhere she goes. You’re caring, thoughtful, and truly wonderful to be around. It’s no surprise that your presence instantly brightens any room. You’re the kind of person whose energy makes people smile, whose kindness makes people feel seen, and whose laugh is basically a form of therapy.

This year is extra special — your first birthday as my younger brother’s wife. Watching the two of you begin this new chapter has been heartwarming, and I’m so happy to welcome you fully into the family. May this chapter be filled with love, laughter, and beautiful memories that grow richer with time.

Your active, healthy lifestyle is truly inspiring, from your love for runs and walks to the calm and balance you find in nature. Keep it up, Bella — the way you look after your health and happiness is truly admirable, and it shows.

On your special day, I wish you all the wonders of the world. May life continue to surprise you with joy, bless you with peace, and reward you with everything your heart dreams of. You deserve every bit of goodness coming your way.

Happy Birthday, beautiful Bella! 💕

Keep shining, keep laughing, and keep being the incredible person you are.

Petrichor

In Malaysia, rain is not just weather — it is a mood, a memory, a rhythm of life.

I just learned a new word today.  [ “petrichor” ]  Yes! The smell when it rains has a special name. That fresh, earthy scent is called “petrichor”. I love the smell of petrichor, its just so refreshing and always lifts my mood. 

The rainy season arrives like an old friend who doesn’t knock. One moment the sky is clear, and the next it is painted in shades of grey, the clouds heavy with unshed tears. Then, without warning, it pours. The sound of rain hitting rooftops, roads, and leaves is both chaotic and calming — a familiar song every Malaysian knows by heart.

There is something strangely comforting about rainy days here. The air feels cooler. The world slows down. The streets glisten under the reflection of streetlights. The smell of wet earth rises, fresh and grounding, like nature’s own perfume. Trees bend and dance with the wind, and puddles become mirrors of the sky above. Wah Wah!!!

Of course, the rainy season brings its challenges too — flash floods, traffic jams, muddy shoes, and cancelled plans. Umbrellas become our daily companions, and we learn the art of dodging surprise showers. Yet, even in the inconvenience, there is beauty. Rain teaches patience. It teaches us to pause, to adapt, to appreciate the warmth of our homes, and the safety of shelter.

For children, rain is an invitation to run, splash, and laugh barefoot in the puddles. Sad as time passes, we get more afraid to get in the rain. Either the our immune can't candle it or the rain may be acidic.

For adults, it’s an excuse to slow down, sip something warm, and look out the window lost in thought. It’s a reminder that life, like rain, comes in waves — some heavy, some light — but always with a purpose.

It’s a mixed feeling for me… In our rushing lifestyle, we sometimes forget to take a breather. The recent rainstorms are a reminder to slow down, enjoy a cup of hot cocoa, and sit on the veranda to feel some raindrops. The petrichor smell - calming my nerves...

Diwali Day - More Laughter, More Fun

The next day, even though we were all so tired from the big celebration before, we still kept the festive spirit going. We continued the fun with good company, lots of chit-chat, and some friendly Nintendo challenges that brought out everyone’s competitive side.

It was relaxed, cozy, and full of laughter — the perfect way to wrap up a beautiful festive weekend.