Another bright new day and a new desire to embark on this path that I have never treaded on; bear my honest soul to some known and unknown readers.

All through my professional career, in my head I made all these plans of doing things when I would have surplus time in hand. Get an afternoon nap, hobbies I would pursue, books I would read, distant friends I would reconnect with, meditate, try my hand at being a writer, movies I would watch, recipes I would try out, and have a stringent exercise regime. Throughout, these thoughts fascinated me, what it would be like to be on a sabbatical with unlimited time on hand and now that I have it, I’m still not able to pursue most of these items on the list.

That is when I decided to take stalk of things and keep a check on what is keeping me busy and stopping me from doing things I wish to do. That would make me happy:-) . That is when I realized, I’m a tech addict, it dawned on me the unnecessary time I spend on my phone, surfing sites, looking at senseless reels. A complete and utter waste of time!

So far, it’s been over a week, I have kept my mobile away and not looked at a single reel. Limited my TV time, I am so proud that I award myself by playing my favorite playlist, listen to interesting podcasts and groove to 90s English POP music, summer of 69, just like old college days, it truly makes me happy:-).

Try it, play one of your all-time favorite song and dance as no one is watching, perform for yourself. It’s liberating, meditative and fills you with joyful energy.  

My daughter’s summer’s vacation is almost coming to an end and so I’m panicking to complete the long impending activities that the school has so kindly bestowed on all parents. This is the first time, I have done all the academic work, but the art and craft projects are giving me nightmares. After several attempts, I have come to the conclusion that I do not have a single artistic bone in my body. I’m terrible at it, not joking! My daughter and I have to recycle and make something creative out of waste items. We tried making a piggy bank, but I disfigured it completely while cutting the slot for the coins. Then attempted making a pen stand, I put so much adhesive that the shiny paper looked patchy and tore at some places. Tried making creatures with toilet rolls but failed miserably again. They all were damaged beyond repair; I could not salvage any of them.

I’d had enough of the task and wanted to give up, just then, she looked at me with her most beautiful big brown eyes and asked in the most melodious and innocent tone of voice, “Mom, now what should we do, these look bad, what do we make?”. All I wanted to do is scream and run out of the room and sit on my cosy chair and sip on a cuppa tea. But I had to put my emotions aside and not give up, not for her. So I mustered the courage and said, “Don’t worry Puchki (pet name), we will figure it out together.”   And we did, we made something out of a soap box. Sharing a glimpse.  

Well you get it, I am not artisan, but I do have a lot of determination and courage is what I can say. Determination, to not give up and courage to share it. But not that much courage to share the images of my other failed attempts, they are catastrophic.

Well, all this did lit my Puchki’s face and gave me happiness, just being with her:-).