DOPAMINE EFFECT

It is the work of Dopamine!!! my friend shouted. At that time, I could only say... Here, I am in tension and you are talking about some Dopamine... Are you really serious??? Or do you think am just bluffing here. I was missing my husband and was telling her how much am worried as no phone calls have come from him. She sounded very rude to me. She just smiled and said- " You read the mail which i have sent to you about emotions. After a big research, I have sent it to you." I made up my mind not to read the mail. How could on earth, she be so rude when I am sharing my sorrrows. 

Next day morning, I opened my mail to see the said mail hit my inbox. Till then, I was also feeling better as my husband had called me. My mind told me to delete it without reading but my growing curiosity made me to open it. 

It read:

"

High on love

Love's high is similar to cocaine's rush. When in love, 12 areas of the brain work to produce the following euphoria-inducing chemicals:

Adrenaline
Initial stages of falling for someone triggers the rush of adrenaline. This makes one sweat, increases heart beats and makes the mouth go dry.
Dopamine
It has the same effect on the brain as cocaine. It ignites desire and causes a rush of pleasure. No wonder the new lovebirds are full of energy and attention and need less sleep and food.
Serotonin
This makes the brain constantly think of your lover. Researchers have found that serotonin levels in new lovers are equal to the low serotonin levels of patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Vasopressin
It plays an important role in long-term commitments.

TWO stages of love
1: Attraction—You are love-struck and can't think of anything else. You could blame adrenaline, dopamine and serotonin for this.
2: Attachment—It keeps the couple together long enough till they bear children. The long-term relationships are all because of oxytocin and vasopressin.


How emotions affect organs
According to Chinese medicine our emotions affect various body organs.
Joy
Joy is associated with the heart. When overexcited, one might experience insomnia, heart palpitation and agitation.
Anger
Anger is stored in the liver and gallbladder, which produce and store bile, respectively. Anger can, thus, affect biological processes causing headache, dizziness and high blood pressure.
Anxiety
It affects lungs and large intestine, causing breathlessness and inflammation of the large intestine.
Grief
It obstructs energy flow in the body, and could injure the lungs causing respiratory diseases.
Pensiveness
Excessive thinking affects the spleen, causing fatigue and inability to concentrate.
Fear
It affects kidneys and could cause involuntary urination. Extreme fear can cause a person to lose control of his bladder.
Fright
Affects the heart in short term and when it becomes chronic, it affects the kidneys.It ain't the heartLike all emotions, love originates in the brain. Heart has as much role to play as the liver when it comes to love. We feel the pangs of passion because of the various neurochemicals generated in our brain.Did you know?That a mother's love can affect growth of a child's brain. Researchers have found that children of nurturing mothers have hippocampal volumes 10 per cent larger than children whose mothers were not as loving. A larger hippocampus is linked with a better memory.
- Regards
XXX
"

After reading this, I sat on my chair thinking how much useful information I was trying to miss because of my ego and anger and how my curiousity helped me. I wondered which chemical worked on me. However, I thanked my friend and the unknown chemical and started being happy for the dopamine effect.....

Horizon

Kurukshetra War has ended!!! Its the search for Salvation!

Life has been always good to me but I always cried and complained. Thats how my human content inside my soul has always responded to. I always felt it so casual. I grew up with lots of principles and policies but later in the run of life, I tend to compromise on my principles only for the cause of convenience. Everything was a lesson of experience, Life was giving me. However, I demanded, Pleaded, Complained, Cried and fought for acceptance. In that long battle, I had to get defeated by my own or whom I considered my own.

The battle for possessions, Acceptance and what not.... It was a Battle as close to Mahabaratha War... The search of my Krishna was on.... I wanted a mentor who could led me to battle against my own people against my own principles and get the revelation of myself. To reach the destiny, I accepted even small helps and advices. I gave a rough try to all the mistakes and sins. I did a thorough analysis of my mindset when I sinned or as the society named my activity as sin. I am here with lots of sins and mistakes but my learning is tremendous. I know how much my inner mind cries when it sins. I know the depth of pain. I feel its now the time for me to break the chains of possessions and motivations and fly towards the purity of salvation.

The End

It was a casual writing here in blog when I felt I need to really focus. All the ages of scribbling has been over. It was the time for some serious writing. As per my title, I had made up my mind to write whatever comes in my mind..... rather than restricting my mind to think only in few areas. So having a wider perspective and coverage, I could write more... Laziness never helped me and not this time. However I had made up my mind to gallop and go forward. Improvements and comments are expected and I would love if u criticize me..... But do support me as u always did

Dream Vs.Intuition!!!!

I was busy having my coffee when suddenly I remembered that I have to wish my friend - "Good Morning". I messaged him Good morning and in few seconds, I got a very long reply. I was taken aback..... A long message for a simple Good morning???? Hiding my curiosity, I started reading his message. 

:"Shubhodaya. Tell me about dreams. What are the reasons of having a particular one. Yesterday I was running and when I woke up I was breathing fast. I am not getting deep sleep due to my dreams, I think. Feeling tired every morning and I get good morning from you."

Arey! I wished you good morning and you mean to say that I am sending you good morning when you are tired. My mind raced towards the negative side of the message. I need to control my mind and tame it to be Positive. Hence, I put a full stop to my thinking and returned back and inquired him about his dream. To my litttle knowledge, I knew dreams are reciprocation of the subconscious memory. Its a picture shown by our brain regarding the storages made in our subconscious memory. 

He seemed to be very exciting. He replied back that He was Bhagath Singh in his dream and was running off from cops... I could not hide my smile while reading message. My sister sitting near me should have felt am out of my senses as I was infront of TV and the scene there was more grieving. Then on my further talks, I understood that He is a die-hard fan of Bhagath Singh. I remembered him telling about a dream in which he saw my kid in a dance costume but her leg was fractured. I asked him to think the reason why his brain processed about my kid. He told me day before that we were discussing about my kid and may be because of that. I was taken aback when I heard from him that he never knew my kid is a good dancer. Somehow, it made me think was that just a coincidence that he saw my kid in a dance costume or is it something related to INTUITION...... 

Peek-a-boo!

“You have seasoned me!” Growled Balaji. “What’s seasoning?” Mythri cried. He explained to her. “Just like seasoning of a bat you have seasoned me. A bat is seasoned for increasing its efficiency and it’s the care taken by player when he buys a bat from manufacturers that the bat doesn't break. For seasoning the cricket bat, “a player will put a cricket ball in socks or cover it with a cloth and knot with a rope from ceiling. Then they keep beating the ball with newly bought bat so that the bat gets loosen and get used to a batsman and when he goes to a match, the bat is well seasoned and ready to blast the match.”  Mythri could only listen. She knew she was at fault. Whatever Balaji was showing to her was the frustration but she wondered how he could not understand her at this point of time even after 7 years. Her thoughts went deeper.

It was their first training in MBA where an external trainer had come and was delivering a lecture. Balaji was sitting near her with hands tied so strong that it showed as if he cared so much that it didn't touch her. She thought- “Boss! This is a bit too much… He is doing too much”. She felt that’s his mask and he wanted to prove the new class that he is an ideal gentleman. However, the training and experiences in the training had earned a respect about his humour style in the whole class. Mythri was not an exception.

Time went by. It was a selfish move that started the friendship between Mythri and Balaji but then it grew so strong that everyone in her class looked up with respect. He was always there for her and she had also been always with him. His mom felt a bit cautious about the relationship. She asked him about the relationship but he denied a relationship more than a friendship with her. The same was the story at her house too. Time rolled by.

Mythri got into a relationship and it was too late when she found out that her boyfriend hated Balaji to the core as he used to be with her most of the time. She tried to make him understand but in vain. On contrary, he felt that she is supporting Balaji rather than him. Their relationship somehow grew worse. One day, her boyfriend, Prem called Balaji and told not to disturb her often. Balaji was bowled completely. His world was full of her. He called her and cried. Mythri could not control her emotions too. However, she had to be matured. She backed up Prem and asked Balaji not to call her. Her intention was that he should not get hurt more by Prem. She firmly believed that Prem doesn’t have the right to hurt him.

For Balaji, the life was over. Everything was past him. He couldn’t accept that Mythri was so rude to him. He wandered in pain. To discard the pain, he got into a relationship. He wanted to prove Mythri that he can live without her. He understood that he was totally dependent on her. However, he didn’t want to give that dependency a name. But, it was all over. In meantime, things grew worse between Prem and Mythri. Prem always doubted her that she gives more space to her friends more than him

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Mythri called Balaji and admitted why she had to do that with him. She however, continued to be rude with him. Priorities for Balaji begin to change. Mythri also had her life and it was a roller coaster ride for her. She had to handle a lot but she called Balaji whenever she could take a break. She didn’t want to hide anything from Prem who was her husband now and always ended up in telling the truth about her calls to him. A day, it happened that Prem bruised her in Balaji’s name. For Balaji, it was too much to handle. He accustomed to her rudeness and became “Matured” as per her wish. His focus changed from his friend to his family and he married Nihara who could handle him so wisely. Ofcourse, he was the HERO!!!! It was a sigh for him as he was continuously dominated by Mythri and this time it was his chance to dominate.

Years rolled by. Mythri had completely stopped talking to Balaji except her calls once in a blue moon to him. Prem could not withstand however and was in a silent yet neutral mood about his relationship with her.

It was a friendship day and she had come to Marina Beach with her friends. She could understand that she has lot of friends yet she feel too lonely. Mythri felt the vacuum in her life. Balaji had his focus and had flewn to US. She dialled his number. He called her back the same time as if he was waiting for her call.

It was when she told him that She miss him, the old him……

She carefully told him, “Balaji, I miss you. I know this is how you wanted you to be. That’s why I was so rude to you. But when you became matured, I lost my buddy in you. Its not your fault neither mine. I don’t know what to say. But SORRY for trying to change you…….” She hanged up even before Balaji could tell something.

It was a pleasant evening and cool breeze flowing in. Mythri lost in her own thoughts when tears rolled out from her eyes towards the cheek. It was not like all over but yet the charm has gone!!!

A Beautiful Reality underneath a Bad perception

It was the first day at my office. I had made a mistake of quitting my previous job without even looking for next one. It had really backfired me. I was totally left jobless for three months. Ah.... Life was Hell! I seriously admire our mothers- Housewives putting up inside the house... Salutes!!!! My mom, though tells she is busy doing household work and rather she don't get time... I mean NO TIME????!!!! Hopefully, May be.... Ah Yes! I should have helped her doing her work but .....

So where was I? Yeah... My first day at Office.......

I could see extremely beautiful 30+ lady and was bowled completely by her beauty. I have always heard that beautiful people are either bankrupt or Proud!!! I made up my mind to stay away from her. Of-course! there was a tinge of jealousy in that decision. I agree. I headed up to our Centre-Head. He described me about the work and two teams where I can be put in. He also said I may move to Case-Research team due to my merit in interview. I was puzzled.I had options and I always messed it up when I choose. I chose Case team. Hopefully, I felt the beauty will have no brains and would be in the other team. I slowly moved to our team cabin and was introduced by my Centre-Head. This is Lethika, your Team Head. OMG!!!!! I was over! She , the beauty, stood there smiling. 

Working with her was fun. We were alike in our ideas. We always wanted to experience new and the ecstasy we had while pursuing our job is indescribable. That job was the best job which I ever had as the Team Leader in her was wonderful. My mind never wandered around the meager salary they offered. I was overwhelming with the association and the satisfaction I got from my Job. Every Good thing has an end. We had to depart!!! I cried... I hugged and departed with tears....

Today after more than 5 years still when I am left alone in the crowd, I call upto my beautiful Team Leader and enjoy the company. She promises and is always there! I was deceived by her looks and the general perception.....

Perception is not always Reality..... A Great Lesson I Learned!!!!

A Brother- Silent but powerful

This is a story of a sweet little friend of mine whom I don't have any contacts now. Still I remember him.... Dont know why!!!!

The friendship starts in a journey, to be very frank in a pilgrimage to Shirdi. Our train was from Chennai and our trip from Pondicherry to Chennai was really wonderful. We were in groups and I managed to be the leader of children gang as I being the second eldest and the chatterbox of the gang.  Nandan, one of my favourites and my friend's brother was continuously talking about Vaibhav @ Vibhu all the way along his journey to the railway station. I was eager to see  Vibhu who had to board train from Chennai and was Nandan's Cousin.

The story about him as per the words of Nandan was that he comes from a rich family. He being son of a rich dad was a spoiled brat and had appeared for his 10th exams some 3 times and miserably failed. His mom was a caterer and was working hard to make a fortune of her own.

The train started and I could see a tall lean boy in the side seat. He was wearing a specs and his eyes were telling that deep inside he is disturbed. Somehow, Some instinct made me feel very close to him. I tried talking to him but he was very shy that he wont even respond. Sometimes, I felt miserable and thought of not talking to him as I was feeling it very irritating to put up with his rudeness and shyness. There was something, but in him that attracted me to him and was moving very close to him. I felt wonderful to be with him. He replaced Nandan quickly and our one week stay made him also very close to me.

It was the last day at Shirdi and we had to start from Shirdi when he gifted me with a stunning earring, which ofcourse kindled  envy of my friend Nandana, who was his cousin. That was the first gift which I was getting from a brother and was really moved. Although, I had been gifted several times by my friends.... somewhere it always had a hidden message of proposals flowing in. But this one was Special!!!! Truly Special!!!!

We kept in touch even after we returned. He continuously used to talk to me and I was so happy to be with him as an emotional support. His mom always said that my presence had changed him a lot and I felt he was giving me more than I deserved. Thats when I understood the real strength of Love... He passed his tenth and became School Second in XII th examination. I can still remember the day when my landline rang and he was so happy to tell about his success. I was slowly understanding the happiness in seeing our dear ones conquering.

He joined one of the best institutions for catering management in Chennai and I was also there for my MBA. His first dish was tasted by me. Although i dont remember the name of that French dish, I remember the way it was taken down for me.

I boarded my train from Nungambakkam to Chromepet and the Mambalam station was in the middle of these station. He called me and I was forcefully made to get down at Mambalam and taste the fantastic dish and was sent again in the next train. I was relishing the relation rather than the taste of the dish.

His college days were hectic and I also became busy with my work and days went .... I somehow lost the track of him meanwhile. One day, I sent him a mail and he was there to see me at Royapettah. We had icecreams together. I mean to say he gifted me Arun icecream... Haha... I am not an Icecream lover. But that Icecream was so dear. We exchanged calls now and then. However, that closeness was slowly diminishing. My marriage put an end to that friendship.

One day his mom called me and was complaining that he is again getting spoiled. I spoke to him and he promised me to get in track.... After that, I never heard from his mother. I just got a message from him in my facebook inbox after one year that his mom has left him and everyone of us. I was so helpless. I could only cry and was also unable to make him call and pacify him as I was not having his number. This was the time when I really had to be with him. He was all alone. I replied back asking for his number. After a month or so, he replied back and I gave him a call. His friends whom his mother considered useless and spoiling him was there with him when he really wanted them. I was not there...... His mother relied on me. ......

There are some relationships which we conquer and value a lot still dont maintain and feel for it. He was a real brother and so close. He even quarelled for me with his dear ones but in the middle we lost track. Its not because of the absence of love and affection. Its because of laziness or poor maintenance.

Even after that we lost contacts and today I have sent him a mail again asking for number. Hope this time, it doesnt end...... or break............