New year’s resolutions and other disappointments

Yes, it’s that time of the year, again. Everyone is taking stock of their highlights and achievements over the past year. I usually plan to do two or three things every January, and by the time December rolls in, I would have forgotten two or three of them.

This year, miraculously, I managed to stay on track. I’d intended undertaking some things that scared me. However, I knew I won’t be able to face my fears without some help. It came in the form of EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique, also known as Tapping), which freed me from a number of phobias and fixations, to the point where I can comfortably share my fears.

Though I’d been writing for many years, I struggled to share my work, even with close friends and family. Through EFT inquiry, I was able to understand the root causes of my reluctance, which revolved around exposure. Nervousness, self-consciousness and a general lack of confidence in my writing had held me back from publishing my novels.

Having worked those issues out, I plucked up the courage to start small, by writing a blog. As the blog started to receive positive feedback, I felt empowered to share more, and eventually took the humongous step of publishing my debut romance, Krish. At first, I didn’t publicise the release. However, as the download numbers increased, and positive feedback poured in, I felt encouraged to overcome my greatest hurdle, Social Media. I recently signed up to Tweeter (@BhogaytaNina) and Insta (@NJBhogayta). Still getting the hang of them… Don’t know how to get the links.

For once, I’ve actually managed to complete my to-do list for the year. How about you? How are you getting on with your new year’s resolutions?


Reigning darkness

Just a few years ago, I remember having to wear my winter coat by this time of the year. Today, there is glorious sunshine, reminiscent of a warm spring morning. In fact, judging by the tiny pink buds peeking from some branches, one would be forgiven for thinking it was April, already.

The only sign of winter’s impending arrival is the darkness, closing in earlier and earlier each evening, reigning longer, way into the mornings. That has to be the worst aspect of mid autumn, waking up at six thirty a.m. only to find the stars are still shining in a night sky.

Hammering the final nail in the season’s coffin, British summer time ends next week. Clocks go back. Days will become even shorter, but at least, mornings will be as they should, light and star-free.

A matter of expression

Expressing one’s opinions in an open arena such as the web or the press, requires courage in overcoming self-consciousness and other insecurities. For that reason, I admire columnists, reporters and bloggers alike, who bare their souls for all to read, fearless of the consequences of their published words.

From time immemorial, those who have stuck out their heads, voiced their emotive theories, themselves have gained immortality. Socrates to Silvia Plath, Charles Darwin to Yogananda, whether we agree or not with their philosophies, have encouraged us to reflect on our own belief systems. Is it not then incumbent on all of us, to occasionally rise above the parapet, and stir up the pot of status quo? Perhaps, we too, could help challenge entrenched belief systems which may no longer hold true.