On the carousel this week

It's all dark clouds and dark moods here. A pandemic, some torrential rain and a dash of cyclone in the mix. Happy weekend y'all. Ha. As if there is any difference. Hours merge into days and days into nights. The weeks seamlessly coalesce. There are no work days and weekends. No school runs and morning...

What will become of us?

As Lil' Z wakes up more morose than usual (it is mostly not her fault to be honest https://manicmumlife.wordpress.com/2017/07/05/broody-mornings/) and even my generally sunnily disposed male progeny seems a bit off- kilter, I wonder- we are all going a bit stir- crazy, absolutely. These are unprecedented days, weeks and months. Only in the distant future...

An imposter

The vicissitudes of my mien have long confounded me. Dissecting my moods is never easy. As the layers peel away, I understand less rather than more. And among the most confusing of feelings is the feeling of being an imposter. A fraud. Masquerader. This feeling can occur along a wide spectrum. From a cheap phony...

Finding roots again

Hey! It's been a while. And things things look quite different around here no? Well, it's been an impulsive revamp. I have been in a bit of a funk lately, feeling a bit out of control and unmoored; thus the impetuous changes in other, trivial aspects my life (hair, blog, screensaver, laundry detergent, tea bag,...

Why I read

I have been asked this question enough times in my life to be bothered by it. Most times, I just get all prickly and silently bark 'why the heck should you be concerned' at the questioner while the audible quip is something more puerile and polite. I do not find it odd at all, for...

Day 31- Let’s talk the physical

Surprisingly, home workouts don't suck. I mean, not more than the usual- I cannot breathe, I might pass out, why the f*&% do I do this suckiness. The key for me has been consistency in terms of time, and variation in the training itself. Setting tolerant mini-goals have been helpful as well. I struggle on...

Day 23- Of passion and discipline

“Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.” Pablo Picasso https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nbiKV4prSqI   Bear with me here, folks. I want you all to do something, for yourselves. Put everyone to bed, find a decent pair of headphones, get to a dark and comfortable corner and listen to this. (The quality could be better...

Day 22- Do I miss my expat life?

I know for a fact that most of my readers here, are a residuum from my old life. One of them, who is also a friend got in touch with me today. Among other things, she enquired if I missed Qatar, and my life there. Hmm. I have never really given it much thought, to...

Day 21- And it shall continue

So, this is not the end, as expected. After the early days of 'break- taking', and routine- creating, the past few days have been surprisingly busy and productive and messy and incredibly wholesome. I did domestic duties and kept the children occupied during the day, and worked on a paper all night. And trained at...

Day 19- Imagination

I am not sure if this is normal. Sometimes, the inner workings of the human mind are hard to unravel. I do not know if this is how everyone thinks, functions, lives. I am curious though. I cannot imagine somebody not having this at their disposal, life would be unbearable if it were so. Imagination....