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Living life in extremes .   Leave a comment

Life is like a pendulum . It’s either full of joy , fun, adventure, challenges and happiness within , or it simply is  a restless soul looking for some peace somewhere , anywhere .

No there need not be anything dramatic in your life .  Everyone and everything around you just remains constant.  It’s just you who has  stopped living, stopped thinking , looking for a constant reason to not get up and finish what you started .

Why is it so difficult to push back to that side of the space where you are at your best ? When you know you’ll be happier and more content with life once you reach there. 

What stops you ?   What is the meaning of giving up ? What is the meaning of giving in. No there’s nothing deep about it. It’s just called being lazy… yes that’s it. No motivation? No time for fun ?  No time  to breathe with the ever so busy life that you live? N√†h ! It’s just the lack of will power which makes you not want to budge. 

Theres  this person in all of us . We all go through this phase . Some a lot, some a little less. 

I know people who are full of petty excuses and explanations as to how things didn’t go the right way for them . Yes they live a lie. And at the same time I’ve seen people with a ” Go getter ” attitude  all the time . So much that it is overwhelming ! You feel like telling him or her  to just take a chill pill!!

Why is everything in such extremes ? 

Finding that right balance of running when you have to and taking a step back when you know it’s required .. 

If one conquers that I think he’d have conquered it all.

Conclusion. Oscillating!! 


Posted February 9, 2017 by spazzedmylife in Uncategorized

A journal . Thoughts in my head right now.   Leave a comment

Randomness . Is that even a word . Time flies . It’s been 3 years in Bangalore . And the journey has been  very smooth, very memorable . I have  grown up , I’m maturer  and we have a wonderful baby girl now who continues to teach us simple lessons of life. We( my husband and I )  are constantly trying to be better human beings just so that she learns from us and develops good habits . 

The reason for this post. It’s more of a journal really . With very common troubles and anxiety that any individual experiences . Some choose to express it some don’t .  

I live three lives  ( roles ) .

A homemaker . : Yes that’s the very first role cause I have  upon me the responsibility of taking care of my wonderful home and it’s people . Constantly .  Endlessly . Is anything ever enough ? One has to learn to tell that to oneself that  you are doing what you can.  People management , logistics , disciplin , planning and team work, words like these  are  to be put to use at home ..First.  What you are at home you will be at work . So that’s where you begin to be good. That’s where you learn to be a perfectionist. 

An IT employee. 

It’s been ten years since I started working . Every company I worked with has only taught me to  unlearn what is unnecessary and take with me what’s essential. Mind you . Good things and bad things . 

I work with a great team , people with all kinds of background , would I want to be  among better people ? Yes. Certainly . But do I dislike what I currently do ? Not at all .  People respect me and look up to me in a certain way. I lead projects here and I pretty much am a dependable resource to the team. But I want to go further . I don’t want to get comfortable here .  And I am constantly looking for opportunities within and outside. Let’s see what life has in store for me .

A Dancer 

Yes. The dancer within me has done loads in the past few months. I’ve joined a wonderful class where the instructors are brilliant . 

 And I want to learn hiphop now . I’m far too comfortable with bollywood style of dancing. What do I lack ? Disciplin and consistency. Am i working on it ? Yes .

Most of the times we have an answer to all our worries.It’s always easier to clean someone elses mess than our own. 

My worry ? Anxiety , others opinions,  being ridiculously slow to catch up with life . 

The answer : who doesn’t have this problem . So just get up.  wait . you already ARE there so  just do what you think is right ! 

This is why people make resolutions right ? To get back on track ? 

Conclusion : not bored anymore. ūüėć


Posted January 27, 2017 by spazzedmylife in Uncategorized

BAngalore!! #Transfers¬†   Leave a comment

Read a few random posts. Once you start reading it is enough inspiration for you to start writing again , My Blog is an open journal where I try so share an experience which has touched me more than the usual.

We’ve moved to Bangalore. Am I happy ¬†? Yes. Very . Will I Miss Pune? Yes, Very Much, Like they say ¬†you tend to make a perfect ecosystem of your own wherever you live for more than two years. ¬†No matter how far you are from the rest of the city you grow comfortable around the people and the things around you.

The perfect ecosystem has been broken to make a bigger and a better one.

Well, we’re here now , and we are still in the process of settling down , When I left Pune , I left the place with a heavy heart. I had tears in my eyes , the endless farewells, the anxiety of entering a whole new state was¬†driving me nuts.

It all went away when I saw my brother and sis in law waiting for me at home, I had a blast the next ten days  and forgot about all the anxiety and change in my life.. i felt like i was on vacation!

Now , the list of things that I intend to do here is LOONG , And I am Excited, I want to work , I want to work on small projects , Join a dance school again  , I want to do it all .

Cant wait for my new life to begin.

Conclusion : Waiting for it all!






Posted April 25, 2014 by spazzedmylife in Uncategorized

Yet another drive to Baroda   Leave a comment

No, this is not about how we reached Baroda . This time it was different. It had been ten days since my grandfather had expired and we were to attend the 10th day ceremony. My husband , my cousin and I reached Baroda before sunset. I met my Uncles .. I wondered if it was the journey that had drained me out or was it the sheer thought of not seeing my grandpa ever again.

I have practically spent all my summers in Baroda, Witnessed the first shower of rains every year there.

My Grandfather was a renowned doctor in the field of Ayurveda. He has contributed an abundance of research to our country and the world. But that’s what he was to the whole world.

For me , he was my grandpa, my Ajoba , My mums Dad who was strict yet fun loving ,who loved spending time with all his grand children, was warm and very loving by nature.

He was no more now. I was never going to see him sitting in his study any more.

It is very human to miss some one when it is time for him to go , I know, I decided not to regret not spending enough time ¬†and remember the good times together instead .He’d narrate all kinds of stories, share fun facts about science , make us realize we were citizens of this country and it is our duty to contribute in some way or the other. He would do it with a slight hint but make sure it would reach us eventually.

Monday, 24th February was the tenth day, according to Hindu tradition , after a persons demise there is a diya (candle)lit in the place where he/she has expired . The flame continuously is lit till the tenth day after which Tilanjali is done.

Tilanjali is a small ritual where the members of the family pray and free the soul to move on to its next life. ¬†Hinduism believes in the concept of ‘Punarjanm ‘ or ‘rebirth’ where the soul is free to enter another life.

Crows are considered to be the messengers of our ancestors . After the ritual , a small piece of roti, and curd-rice is offered to the birds, they say that the soul is set free only after the crow eats away the food.

If the bird takes time to eat they say that the soul ¬†hasn’t fulfilled its wishes in this life and is not ready to move on, which is when the family walks up and promises that they would continue to fulfill all his dreams.

All of this happened. The crow came after a while, ate the food that was offered and left. There were parrots and sparrows and a lot of other birds in the crematorium . It was only the crows that came down to eat. Why so? How so ? What is it that they sense which the other birds don’t ? Crows are known to be very intelligent , but what is it that makes them decide which food to pick first. It amazes me how our ancestors have drawn this conclusion .

I am back at home thinking and writing my thoughts away. I miss my ajoba, My mother is tired of weeping but is relieved that he doesn’t have to bare the pains of his illness anymore.

Conclusion : She weeps, but sleeps in peace. He is in peace. So is she.

Posted February 26, 2014 by spazzedmylife in Uncategorized