Your Story Matters
How would you design the city of the future?
Can it be more of a real Jungle than a concrete one?
I love nature & everything in it. So, it would be very nice to see more greens out there. Imagine a city with everything good and sustainable in it. Yeah! that’s my city & you are welcome.
Where did your name come from?
I have seen ‘Peter’ not believing in God. I have seen ‘Mary’ choosing not to be a mother. I have seen ‘Judas’ so strong in faith. I have seen ‘Bhagwan(God) das’ ending up in Jail. I have seen ‘Amar(immortal) sharma’ dying at 21. I have seen ‘Khushi(happiness) Kumari’ always sad.
A name is just a name until you give it meaning. Its origin hardly matters. I was named by my neighbour aunt(I don’t know why my parents couldn’t provide it themselves) for years, I hated it. I felt like my personality didn’t match my name. It sounded old fashion and awkward and it added to my low self esteem as a child.
But a name’s meaning changes with your actions. When your work satisfies you and others can’t help appreciating you for it, your name gains a significance far beyond it’s literal meaning.
Plot twist: My name is Sangeeta and luckily, I can sing.
What is a word you feel that too many people use?
Granted…? “Taken for granted”
People are so obsessed with what they lack, they don’t see what they already have. Hence, they take their blessings for granted.
What brings you peace?
Doing things that I “need” to do rather than doing things I love to do.
You know what I mean right? Right?
If you were going to open up a shop, what would you sell?
Brain!! Cause some clearly need it more than food or air.
What’s the most money you’ve ever spent on a meal? Was it worth it?
But are money spent on outside foods worth it?
It may be a yes and it maybe a no because when you spent it on clean food that nourishes your body in and out is totally worth every penny which is rare because no one actually gives a sh*t about your health. In a world where good is expensive and bad is absolutely totally free, your health surely comes with a cost of so much more than just money but here’s the thing as an indian I feel, we lower middle class people really are left with no choice of “health” when eating outside and then there are people still paying in hundreds if not thousands everyday on “food” that’s actually killing them faster than they realise. It’s insane. Personally eating outside never helped me except for making my money disappear within minutes.
How would you describe yourself to someone who can’t see you?
Short, medium built girl, with a long hair that I want to style in different ways as much as I want to let it be open. A slightly outrageous high pitched voice that doesn’t like to be suppressed in anyway. I usually do not fall for compliments but when they say my smile looks pretty I blush for days.
I love nature and animals in it, I cannot stop the flood of good emotions when I’m around them. I would love to own a big farmhouse one day. I hate social/family gatherings they stress me out but I can dance all night with the right people but here’s the plot twist I dance like an old chicken. Oh and I hate boastful people. Your good deeds will be noticed and your achievements will be praised, you absolutely donot need to be loud about it.
I am thoughtful, I think too much to the point where it’s called “overthinking“. But I also think I’m progressive because when I look back at my old self I’m filled with so much gratitude and pride.
I do struggle a lot with things like anger, self love, decision making and my emotion regulation but it’s alright I know when I need to ask for help and when I can manage it on my own.
And lastly if we ever meet, I’ll be shy the first few hours but still will try my best to make you feel comfortable and that’s the part I sometimes dislike about me I care too much.
Thanks for reading, hope you have a wonderful day🍀
What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?
Tradition of under expression, these gen X stand so low on the “self expression scale”, they don’t even find it necessary, and that became one of the reason why I struggle with self worth.
No doubt they are awesome parents, selfless providers, givers, lovers(in silent), but they lag when it comes to verbally speaking the heart and I feel sorry they were raised like that, I was raised like this and I wouldn’t want my children(if I ever have) to go through the same struggles I went through with my emotional needs.
I still cannot express to my parents because they go total hysteric mode whenever I try to share something that’s bothering me, and it makes the situation far worse.
So it’s just me now trying to figure out ways to communicate with them without loosing my sanity.
Oh! and did I forget to mention I love them and I donot blame them?
Was today typical?
No way!
Made the mistake of eating late again and the extra spice cost me my sleep, woke up to a very bad acid reflux, didn’t had the proper medication for the pain relief, went to turn on the lights kicked the glass bottle so hard it shattered into pieces, and the irony I’m a doctor 🤦🏻♀️ now cleaning up the mess at 3 in the morning, while sipping cold water, and also I have to be somewhere in the morning..Ta da! Life’s interesting lately.
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