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Goodbye my darling …

Dear Peter Petrosky Bob,

You were the pet  I reluctantly agreed to. I thought getting you as a return gift was way too much responsibility. I looked at how to barter you away at the party itself. But the elf was having nothing of it. He wanted a fish if all his friends got to take home one.

At first I thought that fish were boring – I felt guilty, icky to change your water. But as time went by, you fascinated me.

I loved how your body changed from pure white to black, to the beautiful colour you were. You were my magical fish. My pride – no one else had a fish which changed colour. It amused me how when you saw the tall one you would get all excited knowing he would feed you. If fish ever did a happy dance this was it. 

You tolerated the elf tap tapping and all the excitement the elf showed dancing around you during your water change. 

I often said that you were the only one of my  boys who listened to me. Every time I spoke to you, you came to the top of your bowl to blow me kisses. Every time I sang “hello hello” you came up and told me you love me. 

Even today as you struggled at the bottom of the bowl – you came up to speak to me when you heard my voice – I will be forever touched that you tried so hard. I will miss your puckered lips, your sexy pout, your little black eyes. 

It was miserable to watch you suffer helplessly for the last few days and for that I am glad you are in a better place. 

But now as you lie still at the bottom of your bowl, I keep glancing at the bowl and not seeing you swim around breaks my heart.

Thank you Peter Petrosky Bob for the memories and for teaching my kid and us to love a little more. 

Forever my Petu Singh! Muah!

Jan 3rd – Your mother told you there will be days like this…

So if you thought I had fallen off the bandwagon, you are wrong – I haven’t. I just had a particularly draining day yesterday. Anyway who is a parent of a young kid will know what I am talking about – the kind of the day when the kid is emotionally charged up and your mere existence can be a cause for distress. I was emotionally and physically exhausted!

In a way, I am glad a tough day came early in the year while I am still motivated. It told me that “there will be days like this” and I need to find the will power to power through and follow through on the small changes I want to adopt.It also give me an insight into how unpredictable days might be however well I plan and maybe I need to plan and get through some resolutions earlier in the day. And I cant get hassled by my schedule going awry (never been my issue) but I need to still figure how to get things done (always my issue)

I had a resolution planned for yesterday  which involved drinking more water, however with the kind of day I had I found myself not able to complete it. So I had to change my resolution for Jan 3rd.

So the small change i adapted yesterday was making my bed the minute I wake up. I come from a family where the minute people are up, the first thing they make is the bed. I married into a similar family.I love the feeling of a made bed, the room looks 10,000 times more tidy. And the feeling of getting into a bed, where the bed cover has protected the sheets and the sheets are all stretched out and cozy.

But for some reason, neither my husband or I make our beds the minute we wake up. There are times, that if my househelp doesn’t come, the bed isn’t made the whole day – we are that horrible. The husband is least affected by this, it doesn’t seem to matter to him. For me on the other hand, it weighs on my conscience, not enough to make me move my lazy butt though.

So anyway, I have decided to act on my conscience and make my bed, the minute the occupants of the bed have slithered out.

Update for Jan 3rd on  2017 resolutions

Weight : Lose 10 Kilos by Mar 31st – No loss yet

Book – Read 25 Books by 2017 – Reading a book I need to teach from – really not sure I will finish it though. I am not a non fiction reader

Resolution Jan 1st: Veg juice for breakfast – Done – Streak – 3 days

Resolution 2 Jan 2nd : Spend 15 mins a day (on weekdays) cleaning up – Done – Streak 2 days though I have to admit this was quite a fraudulent job done

Resolution 3 Jan 3rd : Make my bed – Done – Streak 1 day.

I will be back later at night or tomorrow morning with my update for Jan 4th. Until then adios my friends.

Jan 2nd -Small Steps

This one resolution a day, I realise makes your life a lot more easy. You put less stress on yourself – Usually by Jan 2nd I am trying to balance all the resolutions I have made and I am overwhelmed at the sheer enormity of it all.

To know more about what i am talking about – Click here

One of my main dreams in life is to be organized – you know the type of person who knows where everything is. The one who is not struggling to find things or clean up the house everytime guests arrive. I feel this whole exercise of finding stuff, shoving the stuff back because you are in a hurry, really bites into my time leaving me feeling I dont have time to do the things I really want to do.

So my small change for today is to spend 15 mins a day on weekdays tiding/cleaning some part of my house. A friend who in the past was my despair companion in messy cupboards recommended I read up Marie Kondo’s book. Now i havent read the book – i found an article which found key takeaways from her book and I tried to adopt the same.

She recommends that rather than clean rooms, clean a category of things like books or clothes. So today – stupid as it sounds, I took on my handbags – I gave away 2 handbags which didnt give me “joy”which is one of her key mantras i think. The remaining handbags I used plastic packets and organized them into “dressing up handbags”, “work handbags”, “holiday handbags”,”Small handbags” and “oversized handbags”. This way its easy for me to find the right handbag without wasting too much time. Now if you think i have a closet full of handbags . you are wrong. You may think I am a handbag afficiando and you are wrong again. I am just a person with way too much stuff. Sigh!!!

Getting back to cleaning, post that I cleaned out the handbags and i was amazed at the things i found from medicines, to sanitizers, to money to earrings to lipsticks – Phew! the list is endless but what amazed me most is the amount of paper. It amazes me the amount of paper I find lying around my house – from receipts, cc slips, airline tags, to envelopes, to bills – Phew the list is endless.

Sure I took more than 15 mins today, but i am sure with time it will take me a lot less time to keep my things tidy.

But in the meantime, my bags are clean, organized and while I am a couple of bags lesser I feel a whole lot lighter.

Update for Jan 2nd on  2017 resolutions

Weight : Lose 10 Kilos by Mar 31st – No loss yet

Book – Read 25 Books by 2017 – Not begun anything yet

Resolution Jan1st: Veg juice for breakfast – Done – Streak  2 days

Resolution Jan 2nd : Spend 15 mins a day (on weekdays) cleaning up – Done Streak 1 day

Jan 1st – A resolution a day keeps Nuttie in sane or insane?

Like millions world over, this is part of a resolution. Like many world over, I want to be thinner, fitter, calmer, more at peace, more successful by the end of 2017. and like many world over, I have tried before and failed. This year I want to do small things – little steps to make me a better me.

One of my life’s mantras is – I want to be a better person today than I was yesterday.

Feeding off that – I plan to make a small change in me everyday through 2017- mostly directed towards me being fitter and more organized. I am sure along the way, I will realise some changes are not worth the effort (meaning Mujse nahi hoga) or don’t really matter and I will drop it. But I am sure you get the general gist of what I plan to do.

The deal is this – I have read that if you do something for 21 days continuously it becomes a habit. If I am able to make something a habit, I get to reward myself and no i dont know what my list of rewards are as yet.

Starting today- since I am a tad bit sleepy and a little hungover – I am starting small.

Day 1 resolution – a glass of veg juice everyday for breakfast.

In 2015 – I went to a dietitian for the first time and while I lost some weight with her, I promptly put it all back. But that my friends is another story, So this wonderful lady  introduced me to veg juice. Never in my wildest dreams, would I have ever thought I would enjoy this. But I have to agree I love it and it feels good and all that stops me from having it everyday is laziness.

So a veg juice a day – keeps nuttie insane (Yup I just love the tag line)

2017 resolution tracker

Jan 1st Resolution – Veg juice for breakfast – 1 day streak

Other Goals

Weight : Lose 10 Kilos by Mar 31st

Book – Read 25 Books by 2017

Adios and see you tomm.

Cheat day -3/30

So I am totally cheating here – I can’t think of a single thing to blog about – zilch, nothing, nada – you get the drift. So I go into my drafts for inspiration and I find this from 2292 days ago. – more than 6 years ago!!!

The Nut tip toes into the bedroom at 2 am very quietly. The Tall one has an early morning flight and if woken up might just eat up the Nut’s pretty toes!

She draws the curtains, brushes her teeth, switches off the light almost tip toeing – scared that she might never use her toes again…and lies down in bed only to hear

in a very whiny tone – “Babyyy i am not asleep…what to do?”

The Nut patiently – “Oh ho baby…what happened – are u feeling hot”

The Tall One thinks and answers – “yaaaa that’s the problem”

The Nut reluctantly and patiently opens the window – deals with the curtains and hurricane breeze and lies down again

It starts pouring and the water comes into the room.

Babyyyy – can u shut the window – i am feeling cold now and my feet are getting wet (Really? Tall one…i am the one who sleeps near the window hunny…if ur feet are wet…mine have been washed off)

The Tall One trashes around in the bed in search of the perfect pose which will please the sleep god…knocking the nut the first time, pulling her hair the second time, kicking her leg the next time…and the Nut she holds her peace! (Bleddy morning flight pity)

The nut volunteers to sing “Rockabye baby” – the gesture is rudely brushed aside citing the Nut’s inability to sing.

I have no recollection of this night and I am curious as hell as to how this played out. And that’s why ladies and gentlemen you must never leave posts in drafts! Or at least complete it dammit 

And the above is the wisdom I leave you with tonight. 

Hmmmmph – day 2/30

My initial thought was to have a post with some deep thoughts 😀 in it. However, I have been annoyed and irritated for most of the evening. 

All I can think of is smart retorts to make the person see what an idiot they are behaving like. In my head – I have had at least a 100 conversations with the lady where ofcourse I am the cool and collected person and she comes off as being the illogical woman she is. Hmmmmph!

My irritation reflects in my cooking with my white sauce for the pasta being lumpy and my potatoes refusing to bake.

I want to be able to not let myself get rattled.

I want to be above all of this. 

I hate the amount of mindspace I am giving a person who is a nonentity in my life.

Being an adult sucks, my son would have resolved such an issue with a whine or a complaint to the parent of the offending party, a whack or a tantrum. And with that he would feel better.

But here as an adult, I got to suck it up. 

Or do I now?

The doorbell rings and the tall one walks in.

Within 10 mins I have told him everything. I have whined cribbed and presented my case. The man listens patiently and says a couple of sentences. And i mean a couple of sentences

In a bit – the angry cloud rises from my head, I can laugh at him pulling his moms leg, even my potato bake seems like it might be edible.

Everything in the world seems a little better and big boss comes on. Time to watch other people have problems now 

Forever etched in my heart – Day 1/30

When I started blogging, I did it because I wanted to record my life. For sometime I did it pretty religiously too. But somewhere down the line I realised that while I can crib about my life, make fun of myself and the ones I love, write a couple of senti letters – I find it difficult to write about the little moments that fill my heart.

The first time I stopped blogging was when the elf was born – I never found the words rather I didn’t want to find the words to express what I feel for him. It was a private moment to be savoured by me and that was recorded in my heart forever.

When Swathi forced, I mean suggested that we do a blogathon, my first thought was to write about the amazing Diwali I had – the warmth of friends and family, the pang of missing some family, the traditions I was passing on to my son, the joy of cooking favourite foods of family and friends, the fun of dressing up and all the gratefulness I feel for everything. 

But like always I don’t find the words to do it justice.

Just a heart which feels all warm and loved. For everything I dislike about organised religion, I love how it still binds us irrespective of our beliefs. So I am grateful for that and glad we persist in some traditions.h