My world My life

Otsaliheliga is the word used by Native Americans or the Cherokee people to express Gratitude or "We Are Grateful"!  For me, this weekend was kind of one.  Did a couple of things, that I probably should be doing more often, and were fulfilling, had a calming effect overall,  I slept for more than 15 hours.  Went for a walk (getting back on track)  Spent some time at a center dedicated to differently-abled kids Helped them the way I could with their studies Though I don't believe in sharing what we do to give back to society, today I would like to share this feeling of gratification and fulfillment I have right now, after doing the abovementioned things.  Yesterday when I came back from the walk, I was happy. Happy as I had hit the track after so long, happy as I could finish 5km in one go, and a bit disappointed as I took more than an hour to finish 5km. (Earlier I could do 10 km in 100 min).  Today, while I was at that center, I realized how stupid we...

 A delighted and prosperous New Year to everyone!!  A few days back, or precisely, a fortnight back, I went on a trip to the "Teardrop of India" or the "pearl in the jewel of the Indian Ocean" with the Free Bird. Both of us wanted to end the year with a smooth, slow, peaceful, and calm trip, that soothes us and helps us take a break from our overwhelming lifestyle. And it was pretty much as per our expectations. Well, the trip deserves a dedicated post, so will be back with the travelogue soon.  For now, this post is more on the "New Year Resolutions".  On one of the days of the trip, she asked me my New Year resolution(s). I was taken aback by this question, as I do not remember when was the last time I decided on one? To answer her, I gave her a few random replies, and she said I want it in writing from you so that by the end of next year, we will be doing a check if you really completed the resolution or not . I looked at her thinking, why did I choose ...

Hellos!!!  Have been crazy busy the last few months with work, work, and some time to rejuvenate to work again! To the extent that I hardly got time to speak with "My Angel"!  But the last couple of days I tried to get steal some time from the day, and spoke with her, only to realize that now she is full of one-liners! While we spoke a few hours back, she got some excellent one-liners in the first few minutes of the call! Not that she was not good at these earlier, she always was good with comebacks, but today she was on a roll! Alas, the call could not last longer, owing to our respective schedules. Am not going to list them down here. However, one was  "Kindness invites kindness".  And it got stuck in my mind.  Usually, we do not think about it, and honestly, if we do something for someone thinking that it would come back to us sometime in the future, then it no longer remains "kindness". It becomes more of a selfish act that is carried out only based on...

 For an introvert like me, a perfect Sunday evening is, "Be on your own, no obligation to see or speak to anyone. Chill, while watching something, reading, or just listening to music. I did all these three things today!" And I had one such evening today! After a loooong time.  The last few weeks have been overloaded with too many social engagements, family affairs, and festivities, and hardly getting any "me time" to recharge. I need such peaceful evenings to keep myself sane. I have been out of my place for the past 5 weeks, only came back last week, and thus the first evening in more than 45 days, where I could be just myself.  Well, last month was the birthday month. A few friends had asked me, "What did I wish for this birthday?". I was like, last year I had wished to have a simple meal without pain or painkillers, this year all I wish is a simple day. No show sha, no party. This year it was the exact opposite of what I would have ever wanted. It was a...

 Another day, another airport, another flight!  When I was on a trip (the one to Andamans), somebody asked me to define what traveling, reading and writing are for me. It left me speechless for a few minutes, as I had never rated them in any order, I loved all three of them. After thinking for some time, I said, "Reading helps me understand people, writing helps me understand my own thoughts and traveling helps me know the world. All three are equally important". And here I am, sitting at an airport and writing this blog while waiting for boarding.  Many of my friends, usually prefer to enjoy the lounges or shop at the airports, and at the same time, I look for a quiet corner with a charging booth, either to read or write something with some exciting music playing on the AirPods. What an introvert I am. Ensuring that no one disturbs me, gives (at least pretends to give) a vibe of a highly intellectual person (which is definitely not true), someone who is beyond worldly af...

As a habit for almost two decades now, whenever I write something, I share it with "My Cute Little Angel" who is neither little nor cute (now she is precious), probably, I should change the name to something else, I had shared my last blog post too. And surprisingly, she didn't share her opinion about it.  So, I directly asked her for the same, and out of all other things, though she struggled to say this, but ended up saying "Why are your blogs so self-obsessed? Why do you keep wondering in all your writings about why people are so interested in you?". I was like "Of course, I am self-obsessed, and probably that's why the blogs are like that!" ( Oh, and our conversations are like that only, so no bad feelings here, we say things transparently to each other whenever we disagree with other, and let me tell you, we rarely agree on anything! Phew )  To cover up, she did mention that she likes this style of writing, given she is also obsessed with me! ...

It has been 5 months, since I moved to this new city, with a new job. In these few months, met a lot of new people, colleagues, acquaintances, met old friends, who have introduced me to their new friends, thereby new set of people to mingle with!  Some of them have already moved out also, while a few others consider themselves attached to me, which surprised me. I was astonished knowing people were actually considering me a part of their group or life if i can say that, sharing a slice of their life. For me, it wasn't new, as I have been on the receiving end like this for many years now, but every time someone did this, I wondered when can I ever be on the other side, like sharing a piece of my life with these new friends in life! Somehow, it doesn't come naturally to me. It is weird, right? The way I live my life as an open book, usually wearing my heart on my sleeves, it is practically impossible for me to pretend anything, still, i don't find it comfortable to share life...