Master your mind to become a mastermind

How is my friend so tension free? How is my next door neighbour with three young children able to manage everything with grace and poise day after day?

Why doesn't my spouse react when there is an argument? Why do I get so stressed at the end of the day? Why do I feel fatigued often?

If some of these questions have been flooding your mind of late, you simply have one common answer. Accept the bitter fact: Your mind is not in your control.

Irksome behaviour, frowning eyebrows, splitting headache, and some other common problems arise when you are NOT the master of your mind.

So, what should I do if I have to stay cool, be organised, self-disciplined and develop good personality traits? Become the master of your mind.

Keeping the mind under control makes you self-disciplined. That will automatically teach you the limits. You have the leash in your hand; your mind is in total control and you will soon realise that you can overcome temptations. Once your mind is in control, you will have self-control in all your activities. This paves the way for sound health.

To keep the mind on a leash, unleash the creativity in you. Take up a hobby and develop it regularly, even if it takes only a few minutes. Being organised helps you to plan your day ahead and soon you will find that you never arrive late at any place - be it an official meeting or a family get together.

Punctuality will set in, your body clock also falls in place. Gradually, you will wake up without an alarm, do your daily chores without a sigh, and also enjoy whatever you are doing!

Learning a new language or pursuing a fresh hobby activates your brain. With discipline and regular -practice, you master it within a short period of time.

So what are you waiting for? Master your mind first, keep the leash under your control and become a mastermind!!

You will never be a loser in life.

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