Oh! I am flawed,
For flawed is good ,
Flaw is an opportunity,
Flaw is the space to learn ,
Flaw means there is a remedy,
Flaw is beautiful ,
For flaw is the beginning ..
Perfection is the end to everything,
Oh! Yes , I am flawed
Am I not glad about being flawed.

Menstruation is a taboo, its a shame to mention it loud. Yes! I have been brought up in a very conservative environment. I remember this one time when Whisper visited the school while I was in 6th and they sent all the boys out and did a session on Periods and I didn’t understand a word as all that they said went over my head. I was curious but I was  embarrassed as the boys shouldn’t know about this was what my teachers told. So I ignored it and lived life until I experienced menstruation . I was so scared and traumatised at the sight of blood that I didn’t inform anyone at home. I thought blood is cancer (yes! very naive indeed) . Later I was told I have come of age and should not run around , should stay calm and composed etc . I never understood what was wrong with me. Again .. I lived with this monthly trauma . Like a diseased .. No internet , no one to ask as I was scared and embarrassed at the same time until it became a part of my system and yes I learnt about it in detail later in my biology classes .

So many rules , we cant enter the temple, we should not touch Gods pic , no touching pickle etc .. I never understood these norms, yet again chose to keep mum , the curious cat that I am always sought answer for these questions . I started to work , I realised all around me had the same shhhhh .. code language for the same . I have a problem etc. Periods were always linked to negative words like problem , disease, unwell, painful, etc and I thought that was the norm and it was meant to be like that and may be there was a reason why it was like that and like the way elders always said ” dont question everything ” , I chose to just let it be . I still remember the way the sanitary pads were wrapped in a black plastic cover and smuggled in .

Later with the advent of internet (this makes me sound ancient), my entry into the internet world taught me so much and its over a few years that I stopped being embarrassed shopping for sanitary pads. The last couple years women started writing about periods , making noise, posting pics and I felt so liberated . I used to feel like a smuggler and waded eyes of the billing guys at some point in my life(I am uncontrollably laughing at myself now) . My intent here is not to discuss periods , I have a slighter bigger agenda .. I was a victim of cramps . I suffered during those days so much that I had to be on pain killers. I was moody, I lost my temper, It was the worst form of suffering especially when we are working and I lived on tablets thinking that was the way out . I have seen a lot of women doing the same and I was told this is normal .

Well! Suprise -Surprise. There is a solution beyond a pill.. I have overcome it and wanted to ensure I pass on this message to all the women I know and all the men who wants a happy life (I know how difficult it is to handle a PMSing woman :)) . I started working out regularly. My walking – Running routine which is regular has brought about a paradigm shift in my life. No! tablets please .. I am normal, I don’t get severe PMS mood swings , I don’t know what cramps are ,so much that I did a 13 k walk on the first day of my period this month and I was super normal and very happy. I was always told that working out should be avoided etc , hence I chose to walk and ensure I sweat it out and luckily for me it has worked . I know every body responds differently at the same time wanted to share what helped me and how I overcame. It was not magic it took 3 months of continuous /regular workout for me to be where I am and I clearly know that my fitness regime has helped me cope up with the “Lady Problems” .Now my problems spawn around politics, traffic , what to eat, what to wear , which movie to watch etc.. And I love these problems ..

PS: If I managed to embarrasses some of you, apologies. I find this normal and I am proud to be a woman. Please treat this as a part of the system and not a taboo!

 

 

 

I went to Cubbon park this morning for a run and there is a customary practise after the walk which is a glass of sugarcane juice 🙂 ..  This guy greets me all smiling the moment he spots me and he knows the specifications : fresh juice , add ginger and no ice 🙂  . He started making the juice without waiting for me to utter a word, I was looking at the regular juicing process but unlike all the other zillion times my mind went on a whirlwind and started observing keenly. I noticed he used the same cane about 5 times before discarding , after two rounds I thought it was over but he kept folding it to 4 four folds and it still gave away juice . I started thinking is this what they mean when they say difficulties teaches us lessons? we perform better when under pressure? Wait! I know this is sounding a little complicated .. Allow me to try again ..Sugar cane on the look of it doesn’t look like something that is edible nor does it look like it will give out the sweetest of drink . It undergoes rounds of squeezing so that we enjoy the yummy refreshing juice . How much ever difficulties we face in life , it will only enrich us. That has been my belief and for some reason this juicing process made it clearer to me . I happily gulped down the juice and the realisation so that it can stay in my memory forever .. Sugarcane juice surely made me happy this morning! If you happened to visit Cubbon Park, please do visit this stall..

How beautiful are these roots , how strong and deep-rooted will this tree be? A tree has so much to teach us , to stay grounded .. To be rooted .. To remain strong may what come ..Not to expect anything .. Be a giver and the rest will be taken care of.. I was on a long walk and this image piqued my curiosity .. I want to be a tree , I want to be grounded and thats where we belong to, the Earth. Its the roots which ensures we are strong, its the root that leaves a trail . Its the root that ensures the tree is alive .. Roots look the weakest but they have the most important role to play in ensuring the tree is intact ..

Nature can speak in bounds when it actually cant speak. Imagine how much we humans can do and how little we actually manage to. How often do we realise that we return to this earth however high we fly , how many times do we remember where we belong to .. The race behind money , fame is so fierce that we forget the land we belong to , the ground that holds us , the earth that has given birth to us and the same earth that can take the life away .

Roots always has fascinated me and each time I see a tree what catches my attention is the root . They are so beautiful that I get drowned in them for hours . I am so thankful to the trees for they taught me to be grounded and they give me hope everyday .. They say” Hey do you know there is spring?” . Only one thing is constant that is change 🙂

Hi There , I started writing on Facebook out of sheer passion , a passion that was harboured within me from the time I learnt to write properly. I started with poems which rhymes 🙂 , i made a journal and hid it with me over years until I reached my teens to only destroy them for I felt they were silly .. I still penned down all my dark secrets, my pain , my happiness from the terrace of my home . I loved to scribble despite the fact that I had the worst of the handwritings on this planet.. I will always say thank you for technology else how will I have communicated to the world what I wanted to?

I finally created a hashtag #randomthoughts and started writing , later changed it to #mystory and realised people started liking them and began requesting me to write more .. So here I am only because of your love creating a blog to pen my thoughts .. I have been told by the super power that it is my purpose to keep others happy and that I have to do my bit to bring change and good. It is my personal responsibility and I hope I help one soul if not all and that will be happiness for me.

Here on this blog you will find stories that pop up in my little brain , some reviews of food as I believe food is us as we are made of food. In food blog :Aye – is good , Ummm – Average and Nay – is to be avoided and thats how I plan to rate the place 🙂 . Again , we are all unique and have our own likings and its very personal, however I hope to add value with my feedback ..

This is a little about me! Oh apart from this I love to socialise , I am a hopeless dreamer, a thinker , love to eat and travel , believe music is life and love to laugh ..