Stay Within!

-

 We've all been in lockdown for more than a year now, yet we still haven't cracked the code for avoiding C-19!  

Is it the vaccine? Is it the Kadha? Is it the steam? 

Trust me, the kind of things I've done to keep myself fit through the year, I have never tried as many odds before.

  • I've had more Kadha in the year than I've had all my life (I legit feel that it has replaced my coffee, more like one day I'm going to walk into Starbucks and order myself a Kadha, with extra sugar 🙈) 
  • I've inhaled so much steam that I feel, rather than smoking hookah rings, I've become a Pro in making eucalyptus oil steam rings.
  •  I wash my hands after touching anyone and anything, even if it is my room door handle, lowkey feel my future BF is first going to get spray-sanitized before I meet him🤭 (there goes my future BF, Tata bye-bye)
  • I've done so many exercises and so many workouts in just 2020 that I can surely beat Milind Soman in the barefoot race (lol, too far, just kidding)
  • I do also think this is the longest time I've stayed at home, and the more I'm at home, the more I've started looking homeless (what's more comfortable than jammies for WFH)       
  • Also, I low-key feel the walls at my home have started looking down at my OOTD (Outfit of the Day) and listening to my gossip sessions. (Do walls have ears for real?)🙄

But what is it I am still missing out on? Vaccine? Yes! But aren't people still getting covid after the vaccine? What exactly is the MI Code for cracking Covid?

While all of us are playing our part in staying safe and healthy, keeping our body fit, our throat hydrated, and our oxygen at safe levels, we might have missed out on our spiritual and mental health all this while.  

  • Haven't we all complained about excess workload in WFH? And those extra chores in Work For Home? 
  • Haven't we all cribbed about stressful online classes? 
  • Aren't we all super bored about having to stay at home? 
  • Aren't we all complaining about what next to do? What more to keep ourselves occupied?
  • Have we taken a holiday ever since WFH or Study from Home started? 
  • Have we shared lunch with anyone ever since at home? Family, yes! But most of the time with a laptop, no?
  • Where did those gossip sessions at tea-break go? Weren't they a necessity before? 


Only the other day, when I was casually conversing with my mentor, I caught onto a nice thing he had to say "We've all tried to stay at home to protect ourselves from Covid-19, I think it's time we stay within ourselves" 

That is so true. While we may not have realized it, but our work-home-dinner-preparation-sleep routine has slowly turned to a sleep-work routine (with munching here and there). While we may seem to know what everyone's doing on Social Media, we might have been missing out big time on real-time interactions. Ever tried asking a friend how a Dalgona coffee is made? Or how are they keeping well mentally? Google seems to have all the answers, right? But, of all the suggestions I may have heard or read, I think the most precious of them all was what I collected from my parents (taunts? just kidding) advice- 

Pause. Breathe. Laugh. Feel. Live. Reflect! 





This blog's idea was given by my mom and inspired by my dad's daily routine of asking me to check my oxygen levels, to take steam and do whatnot. Also, the title was inspired by my office mentor Pankaj sir!

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A Eulogy for my Oldie Goldie

-
Image
Grieve. How do you grieve? What do you do? Do you say thank you to people expressing condolences? Do you cry? Do you try to stay strong?  Each one of us has a different way to grieve. Some are too expressive, like my mom. Some secretly cry in the bathroom, like my dad. And some teleport themselves to a dream island to avoid messing with their head, like me.  I thought I didn't know how to grieve.  But today was different. I never before thought that one day I would have to walk through that white gated door of my grandparent's place and not shout, "Yo, what's up" waking even dead ants and mosquitoes inside.  The house. It wasn't scary because it was empty. It was scary because it was so full.   There, yes, was an empty feeling, but what scared me more was the number of people in that house. For as long as I've been visiting "sector 37" (that's how I know it), there has been an entry cap, any more than ten people (that too is the max end), and...
Read more

Rain, Rain.... Don't Go Away!!

-
Image
  This particular blog's idea came to me just yesterday when it rained in Delhi, it isn't the monsoons, but well, it doesn't even rain fully on monsoons, so I guess this is what Delhi rains are. I'm staying in Delhi after long, almost after four years. I'd left Delhi for my college in Mumbai! So whenever I used to come to Delhi, it used to be a short stay of about 3-4 days, at max one week, and that too during festive offs. It was like my home had become my vacay stay.  So back in school-days, I used to hate rains. I could go to school in extreme winters with like 3 degrees Celsius but not when it would be raining. I used to hate the idea of dressing up in my school outfit, then load it with my school bag, a raincoat, an umbrella, and gumboots. And unlike in Mumbai, Delhi receives light to medium rainfall. So, during rainy days, I used to take a leave from school, terrorizing my parents that due to heavy rains, the roads would be wet, the driver wouldn't be able...
Read more

I Learned 3 Lessons that Day!

-
Image
12 years of schooling, 3 years of graduation, and a year or so of work, I have always abided by the mantra of staying POSITIVE and being kind to everyone. That's one thing my parents have always taught me, be positive and everything else will just fall in line and be kind to every soul . But this is something I didn't always experience. When I first stepped into college, about 4 years back, I met different kinds of people, each of them obviously with a different view and personality, some not always positive or kind.  So, my experience with the "not so positive" attitude started there. That was the first time I was staying in an all-girls hostel, sharing room with 2 strangers with whom I didn't share even one similarity. Now, a group of strangers, new to the city, all away from their homes, will surely connect in the first few months. There will be hostel night stay-ins, singing and dancing nights, play-dates, Maggi nights, we too had all of it. I think the first ...
Read more