It is just a phase!

Six months since the begining of the year and I now realise that nothing much has happened. Rather, I haven't done much in these six months

We all look for hobbies to satisfy our urge to do something and many a times struggle to find the right one. I was pretty successful in identifying my favourite pursuits. I was an ardent reader and also wrote a lot. Unfortunately, I find myself using these in the past tense because I have ceased to read and write.

Can there be any explanation for why one stops doing something they liked a lot?

I can call it a phase. A break from reading and a small bit of writer's block. But six months is a long time and feels like the year might slip away before I get to accomplish something.

I did read a book, a classic at that. So I can at least be consoled that I haven't lost the taste. Managed to write a few blog posts and haven't lost the flair. Still it is far behind the voracity with which I used to read or the speed with which ideas and words formed in my mind.

These days I find myself addicted to YouTube, watching video after video and letting time fly. I used to be a TV addict and now this seems to be the next one. With the smart phone in hand I find I am constantly refreshing my FB page and checking for watsapp messages. Though I do not suffer from the Selfie syndrome, these are equally devastating and as I write these words, I realise that it is just blocking my creativity and numbing the brain.

Realising what is happening is the first step in righting the wrong and since I have identified the cause, I soon hope to break from this phase and do something fruitful.

Incidentally I have crossed 150 posts on this blog. Yay me!

An Homage to my Aunt

When the earth shook and rattled the people of Nepal, my Aunt had already bade good-bye to her mortal remains. It all happened very fast. A living breathing and talking person was no more. A very set of sombre days followed.

The whole family mourned her and by recollecting fond memories, celebrated her life. With technology to our aid, we shared and shared various anecdotes and paid homage to the Dear Departed.

A natural teacher that she was, her teaching me in my primary years play itself on my mind. It was in her company that I had begun reading books and it was to her that I would write letters. Simple books and really simple letters, when I was in Class 1. At that age of 5, when I began forming sentences, her guidance led me to develop great interest in reading and writing. Whatever language I can boast of today, she honed the skills

Though over the years life casued some drifting apart, I will forever remember reading Goldilocks and the Three Bears.

She would constantly remind me that "One Word Answers" are most important, "they will fetch you marks". She led the way to learning in an organised manner and tutored me on various good manners. We were polite children but her lessons in being well mannered made us even better.

I do feel some regret for the oppurtunities lost, but console myself that I was able to meet her before she said her goodbyes.

A void left by her, felt greatly by everyone close to her. She will forever be missed. A great lady, who led a very simple life and whose kind heart has bestowed blessings on all and sundry
It deeply saddens me to think of her, I can still hear her calling my name and the joy on her face when she finds me at her doorstep. Saddens me for the young and innocent days I spent in her company and now there seems no way of remembering them without realising that they are lost forever

She did a lot of charity and was a very selfless woman. She loved her family and very loyal in her friendships. Her inner-strength is an inspiration to all.

Her final ceremonies were conducted peacefully and we all felt a sense of satisfaction. The sense of well being that is normally a sign of great positivity. She was always full of it. A very positive person. It felt like she had decided to turn a Guardian Angel and watch upon us. Her love was so selfless and unexpecting.

A true ROLE MODEL. Athi as we all called her, she surely showed how to live life and how to live on people's hearts.

A Tale of Two Wheels!

I was always being followed. ALWAYS. But never once did the Moon catch me when I was riding in my Dad's Bike.

A Blue TVS Suzuki AX 100 R. That's where my joyride began. For many years I rode in the pillion, on the tank, in the pillion on mom's lap, in the pillion drenched in rain, on the tank leaning to one side cause I was growing tall.

Then came turn for me to ride on friend's bikes.

Everything Happens for a Reason!

When something is HAPPENING you undergo various emotions and notions on what is going on and what is to come. Till such event completely unfolds, you are only left with two choices viz., be anxious or be calm.

ANXIOUS:

It was an usual working day's start. I had just laid out my laptop and was wondering what I had to do today. As my attention turned to my yet to start computer, an error blinked at me. My initial blank reaction soon turned frantic as I kept trying hopelessly for some magic to work by a mere restart.

The laptop was Dead.

Ignorance is Bliss!!

Experiencing a moment right now. It is but a small time gap between what you Feel is Real and what is the Reality. Laugh if you feel like as i did chuckle right now. Felt funny writing such stuff.

It was the day CA final results were due. For a brief moment between imagining the result and actually seeing it, I took the liberty of breaking into my world of imagination. What would I do if I had passed, imagine a Rank. Though it was bliss for me (only I was privy to how I had done the exams) for the people around me (family) it was a nail biting moment. Past experiences were harrowing enough for them as I always used to say " yeah I have done well".

But Bliss it actually was as I had finally managed to Pass.

That was a story with a happy ending. But not always the bliss lasts.

Just the other day husband dearest returned from a trip to Pune. I had mentioned a hundred times that biscuits from Kayani bakery are awesome. I was also aware that Mr. Husband was feeling lazy and most likely would return empty handed. Then when he arrived home, the huge backpack fed my imaginations. Had he really been to Kayani's so early in the morning to bring me back those lovely butter cookies? The smell, taste and crunch of those lovely golden biscuits encroached my imaginations.

Alas!! This one does not have a happy ending. The huge size was due to some porcelain complementary gift given. Ignorance was not bliss.

Right now debating on a similar matter. To know or not to know. Yet the temptation to stay in this blissful moment lingers. However it is bound to happen eventually and postponing is definitely not going to change things.

The final verdict - ignorance is waste of precious time a.k.a. Waste of Life..

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.

Lessons from my closet....

Bangalore is on full Airconditioning mode. It has been plesant the past two days, gentle breeze and mild showers. But this is not a blog about the climate in Bangalore, so I shall move on.

I just realised that the toughest thing to do in life is to LET GO.

What brought on this wisdom? Well cleaning the closet can be tiring and at the same time enlightening. There were no skeletons in them but had many relics from the past. Yes, antique pieces worth nothing. I shall stop exaggerating and simply state that they were CLOTHES. Collections from an style-age gone by and OUT-grown by. Deciding to give away them taught a few lessons.

I never knew that I had so much of unwanted and unusable stuff.

I never realised how much space that they occupied while my new clothes were crammed in some corner.

I never realised how many good dresses I had which are yet to be worn.

I never realised that the beautiful dress I coveted is now just an OLD one.


Where the wisdom???

By holding on to old feelings, I lose out on new ones. By holding on, I never realised the worth of what I have in hand. And what seems the greatest joy/sorrow today will change.

In short, I learnt to keep an open mind and never to lose hope.

If by reading this, you get a feeling that I am sulking, please be reassured that I am fine. Just idling the afternoon and trying to blog via a small iPod. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.

A detailed analysis of the many workings of Life!!

1. People in glass cabins should not smile away on their own

2. When life throws lemons at you, make lemonade. If it throws bricks, catch and build ur house, sell them for profit, throw them at your enemies, explore other options.

3. All the world's a stage and all men and women mere Actors, but where is the director, script, dialogues, STORY? Hence the chaos.

4. Rome was not built in a day, so no use working your ass off. Learn to relax and enjoy your day too.

5. Nothing is permanent but change, that means that change is permanent. but nothing is permanent but change. Vicious circles go on forever.

6. A stitch in time saves nine. No puns on this one as this is very true.

7. An idle mind is the devil's workshop. But once the workshop starts working, the mind is no longer idle. This is a paradox/vicious circle.

8. Kallaanalum kanavan,pullanalum purushan... kallu adhichaalun kanavan??? pull adichallum kanavan??? redundant saying...

Where are 9 and 10??? Sorry, brain not working...

yes this is very mokkai... excuse me please sorry!!

Turning Point....

Ever faced a disspointment?

Felt depressed?


Failed in an exam?

Things didn't turn out as you planned?

This is for you

"Sometimes, not getting what you want may become your greatest turning point. Sometimes, God upsets your plans to execute His plans for you."
It is also for all those with a strong heart to stay strong.

Read this and felt like sharing this. It always feels good to know such things. It is such uplifting words that keep the flame of hope burning always.