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 15- Let’s talk about the unfortunate 4 AM club

Day 14 was mired in household chores, literature review (for work) and contemplation. I went to bed early (i.e. 01:00 AM rather than 03:00 AM) and hoped to wake early. I did wake up earlier than usual today. 06:00 AM is much later than my pre- COVID 04:00AM start, but the past couple of weeks...

Day 13- Work beckons

Finally, hunkering down to business. This is the Day 1 Desk- of a project I'm starting today. Let's see how things pan out shall we? Till next time, J

Day 12- Of symbolism and hope

    Shame me, blame me. Berate me, belittle me. Hate me, spite me. Slay me, burn me, stake me; if you so wish. Find me kneeling at the alter of science, you will. Shroud facts under heavy blankets of symbolism. Mystify truths to cloud our sapience. Call me faithless and a pariah. To my...

Bengaluru 27.03.2020- Day 1

I cannot for the life of me remember the last time I sat at home for two straight days. "Sat at home" meaning not stepping out of the door. Not even after the birth of my children , did I do such a blasphemous thing (cue for all Indian aunties to raise their brows in...