Discovering the old ME



As a Girl who was married almost 12 years back by my parents who incidentally are in another city, I feel now like a matured married Woman. The transition from girl to this new status has been full of ups and downs, both good and bad memories. Somewhere along the way I felt I’ve lost my identity and individuality as I was busy playing Wife, Obedient Daughter in Law and then Mother. And then the social pressures of looking good and being perfect in utmost everything you do, was scared that sometimes I might even be judged on the number of my washroom trips ;-) slowly and gradually I started losing my individuality, wherein all the stuff I loved to do started taking a backseat. I don’t remember the last time I wrote a story/poem which is my LOVE, curled up in my favorite spot with a cup of coffee and a book in hand, put-on some Music and danced till I couldn’t stand anymore. Eventually all of this led to me becoming cranky and irritable, which affected my life and the people around me in general. Besides, having an extended joint family added its own dramas daily.

And then one fine day, in a mother daughter program in my lil ones school, we had an impromptu gig where we had to express something for the child. I picked up a paper and suddenly words started flowing, I didn’t even realize, that I had written a poem for her and was literally congratulated by everyone for it being so amazing, more so as it was spur of the moment. That’s my strength, spur of the moment; I can compose jingles, tag lines at the drop of my hat. I went home so happy and refreshed. And since then, have made it a point to dedicate at least an hour or two of the day for myself, be it writing a blog, random poem, reading a book or just switching on the Idiot box and dancing like crazy. Even a random act of kindness like greeting the watchman or smiling at a stranger who lets u pass first, or stops his vehicle to let u cross, makes my day which in turn spreads the happiness and joy to everyone I’m in contact with.

Feels so good to be back!


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