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What a strange title for a post. But that is the simple reason for my not having posted for so many days.

Do you know why I wear my Copper ring on my middle finger? Do you know the significance?

I really did plan to build a post around such a question. Let's just say that the idea and answer were equally dumb.

The primary reason was that I had a tiny guest over who demanded most of my time and attention. That meant my blog had to be neglected like a step-child. Kindly excuse the usage as it is the influence of having watched Cinderella and Snow White over and over again.

The past two weeks had been hands on training in Parenting and every minute a revelation. Let's not read too much in to the lines and just understand that handling a child is no child's play. Probably unlimited supplies of caffeine and energy drinks could help maintain stamina.

Cutting to the chase, the reason for wearing the ring on my middle finger is cause it is too big for my ring finger.

Sometimes we read too much meaning in to something so trivial that we get lost in our complicated interpretations and miss out the facts.

In simple words, relationships suffer with one misunderstood word.

The other thing I have realised is that ANGER for whatever reason, how much ever justified, is Harmful. The sooner you rid yourself of it the sooner you will find peace. Staying angry doesn't solve the problem and only spoils whatever good mood you could have had. Bottom-line Anger means Danger.

This I realised when I did all those things that i had refrained from doing when I was angry. The only person who knew I was angry was me, so no need to explain further that why anger does not cause the desired change.

There were more lessons in child management which basically gave me more jitters than confidence. I wouldn't be entirely wrong to call them Tyrants but experts say that it is just an un-escapable phase.

End of story.

And the salt spoke to me..

Ever since I decided to take a little long break from work, I have a lot of time in hand which I have finally dedicated to Myself. Me Time, at least some part of it is. Let me just say that though I had been on a break since December, quality Me Time started only in April. Why so long? Well that is when some good sense crept into me and I began using my time purposefully.

I joined GYM:
Having been heavy all my life, I did not take it seriously and also did not realise the kilos that were adding silently. I had blissfully gained a lot of chubby cheeks and started to resemble some round cylindrical object. Finally I joined gym. Miracles do happen. I was probably lazy to exercise or scared of tough workouts, but ultimately I enjoyed it. Gyming was the BEST GIFT I had given myself till date. The 4 kilos I lost thereafter still gathers many compliments.

I do my LAUNDRY:
I had never discovered the joy of this activity. I am not crazy. It gives me a high just washing my clothes by hand. It is a self imposed standard that all clothes should dry wrinkle free and should be folded to perfection. Every bit of this action gets my adrenaline pumping. I know you are finding it difficult to follow. It's just that PERFECTION gives so much of satisfaction.

I do my CLEANING:
Lessons from my closet. Every time I clean I only marvel at what I have and what junk I have accumulated. It is so wonderful to organise everything and feel good about the work you have done.

I do COOK:
I was really scared of the kitchen. Inexperienced and ignorant, my first two years of dabbling without application of mind resulted in many disappointments. I am not sure how and when I got the confidence, probably after observing MOM keenly off-late I did get dome courage to pick up the ladle. More so when I wonder how much salt to add, the salt speaks to me. Yes, finally I am heading somewhere.

In my me time I discovered that simple joys of life are the ones that we lack the time to experience and realise. And the simpler that things are HAPPINESS and CONTENTMENT are easier to attain.

Lazy afternoons..

It is the silliest of predicaments - to laze or not to laze. This sudden situation has presented itself before me in light of my re-scheduling my lifestyle. Simple changes wherein I do not waste any minute in my morning times. I used to do things slightly disorganised and would end up hugely delayed with some important work. I'd find it difficult to find a whole minute at my convenience. It would feel like I have been on my feet the whole time and yet nothing would be complete. And then one day I stayed over at my cousin's. It was a revelation. Watching her go about managing her morning and leaving for work inspired me. That is hat big sisters are for. It was the first inspiration for me to lean Time Management. I haven't mastered it yet but am surely on a steady path towards it. With open eyes I now followed my Mom around. To all girls in the world, their mothers are their first teachers. Without even really knowing what I had been learning I ended up learning a lot. Specifically she constantly inspires me with her ability to Oraginse and Execute to perfection. She is a Master Time Manager. I have grown up watching her manage the house efficiently despite the tire of her job. That said I do have really have awesome genes. In everything I do today, I quickly refer my memory as to what my idols would have done. I shall not exaggerate but my lifeskills have come from my parents. To think that my child would depend on mine does make me shudder but I guess it would be fine. So where is the connection with the afternoon? I have no work. Everything is done and dusted by then and I have nothing much to do. And that is when the predicament comes about. To laze or not to laze in other words I have to decide between sleeping and staying awake. All those who are slogging at work and struggling to stay awake post lunch, praying for a magical hour of rest, would all be definitely angry/jealous right now. What to do to if I have so much time in my hands ? If you'd suggest that I get back to my job, I'd have to retract this post as I would have re-organise and re-schedule all over again. But what to do, I love my lazy afternoons.