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Been there,felt that.

What are you scared of?

Some sort of  events and incidents play major roles in shaping up our lives. At times the events might be life lessons and some times they can be just scary. Very few life-lesson type of event has happened in my life so far ,but scary events happen all the time and that has changed my personality completely.I dont feel like I am the same person I used be once.A carefree ,jovial and loving person. First thing scares me most is:dependency ,and the second most scary thing is humiliation. By now I know why people used to say that humiliation is an effective tool to change someone's life.I dont know how much truth is there, but for me humiliation is demoralizing. I dont think humiliation does any good to anyone ,or for that matter shapes up anyone in a better way.It just makes you feel more vulnerable and inferior. I have realized that I dont respond very well to humiliation.People ask me to have thick skin and respond positively to humiliation ,but I have always failed in tha...

why we cry when we depart?

Today we had a very interesting conversation on the dinner table about why we cry when we  depart from our loved ones. My daughters were making fun of the old folks such as my mother and their grandmother and were thinking how ridiculous it is to cry when we depart.They dont understand the emotions behind the act.My husband on the other hand was explaining to them how fake crying is when we are departing. I think it is just a matter of perspective ,gender ,societal demand and how emotional the person is.According to my husband , crying wont be necessary if it was not the custom.He dosen't believe in emotional feelings. I ,on the other hand think that in some cases it might be just a pretense or social pressure to break into cries, but when the relationship is very intimate tears come out naturally. It might be certain sentiment which makes you cry when you depart.For me, I break into tears when I leave my parents behind. When the thought flashes to me that my parents are ol...