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When I Grow Up….

As a child I never waited for the time when I would be an adult. When my friends were planning out their future lives, I was an active participant, but the actual growing-up part I wasn’t very keen on. Having been an adult for well over a decade now, I can say that my seven year old self was absolutely right – being an adult sucks (even though I had a really committed but extremely strict mother). I spent a few days thinking over it and this what I think is at the base of my not wanting to grow-up:

  • Public opinion – As a child you aren’t aware of or don’t care what the world around you thinks of you. Yes, there may be the occasional comment from an exasperated parent comparing you to some friend’s super obedient child, however, that’s not something you take personally. The focus at that moment is more on distracting the parent, and changing their train of thought, so you don’t get into more trouble.
  • Extreme Expectations – Yes, we do have to take responsibility and that comes with a certain amount of accountability. The difference here is as a child it’s only part of your life, but as an adult you’re rarely able to enjoy something because most acts are on the road to achieving something else. If you’re in your thirties and aren’t married, then your either ‘lost’ or working really hard on reaching some pinnacle of success that justifies your failure in settling down.    
  • Doing Nothing – Sitting alone and reading a book that you don’t have to read is considered a luxury. What happened to all the times our parents asked us to go do ‘something’ on our own. I want that undefined ‘something time’. Those hours when no one really cares what you’re doing (except if you make a major mess or it’s unsafe). Now, it’s a guilt inducing non-activity to do something undefinable. Since there’s so much we have on our to-do lists, if there’s any time spent doing nothing it means you’re slacking off. If you’re good at a sport it’s expected that you’ll, excel at it or get really fit, not just enjoy playing it for fun. If you dare to make it the latter, then it’s considered ‘me time’ and becomes a last priority thing!   
  • Wasting Time with People You ‘Don’t Like’ – It’s not cool to say ‘these are the people I want to spend time with and these people don’t make me happy’. You can do it, but it has to be PC and subtle or you end up with a the tag of ‘haughty or aloof’. It’s not done to reach out to people you like, because that makes you ‘desperate’. What about the simple act of going-up to a girl on the playground and saying ‘Hi, can we be friends?’. No reason or timing involved there. No rethinking our ‘approach strategy’ and the person approached questioning our ulterior motives.

Having said all the above, I have to add that there’s a lot of positivity out there and there are definite benefits to growing-up. (My husband prefers going to work to going to school, so obviously it’s not that same for everyone.) It’s to capture this positivity that I’ve decided to start a new experiment (this is the project I mentioned before) ‘The Escapist’. Recording and finding those no purpose moments in life through all forms of everyday fantasy daydreaming, travel, movies, books, art and aimless discussion. Join me on Escape a Little Everyday for the fun.

P.S. – I haven’t decided to actually shut down this blog, but I won’t be posting here for a while.

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Posted by on December 5, 2013 in Blogs and blogging, Defining Me, Growing-Up

 

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What I’ve Learnt in 31 Years – Part 1

Yup, the title says it all. These are the lessons I want to make sure I share with my daughter and all the other children in my family.

  • While using ketchup packets, always check the direction of the tear and aim away from you while squeezing. I’m invariable wearing white or a pastel shade when I get a substantial dollop of red on me. Once the dollop’s there, don’t rub, just gently dab and you may save your outfit. I have recently discovered a bleach white stick, but seriously who carries these around
  • Most Indian elders are willing to listen to your point of view, if you precede it with something on the lines of “please forgive my ignorance on account of my age……….” in a respectful tone
  • Most dressing room mirrors at clothing stores are like the fancy ones in the house of mirrors, they elongate and narrow your frame. Don’t believe them, trust your instinct
  • Children get dirty, very dirty. A proper hot bath is the only way to get them clean. Make it a bubble bath if you don’t whining of “I’m tired/sleepy/hungry”
  • How do you know you enjoy what you do? Monday mornings are not blue, unless that’s your favourite colour

 

It’s funny but only the really small things have stuck with me. I can’t for the life of me remember anything that’s ground breaking or life changing. Hmmm………… food for though?! Maybe in the next part.

What are the life lessons you want to pass on?

 

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A Listers – Ideas That Wake You Up

Happy New Year to all of you. Let this be the year that we fulfill our dreams and create the life we want. Or if you are like me, get started on the path to fulfilling all your aspirations. Either way, most of us live in the hope that every new year will be better than the ones gone by and however silly that may be, hope does keep us going.

New Year’s resolutions seem to be passe, instead a lot of people I know make lists at the beginning of the year (‘me’ being one of those people I know). To do lists, to achieve lists, to complete lists, call it what-you-may, show me that we have realised that the way to be where you want to be is to plan the route and follow it.

That being said, how often do you get up at some go forsaken time at night because you remembered some ‘to-do’ item not included on your current list or had a brilliant idea (which may seem not so brilliant in the harsh light of the next day)? Your too tired to physically get-up and grab a piece of paper and a pen to note things down, but you can’t really sleep till you are sure you won’t have forgotten all about it the next day. Well obviously the simple solution is to spend a minute in getting some writing material, noting the thought down and then getting back to some serious shut-eye. Even easier if it’s a regular thing is to keep a small notepad and pencil by your beside.

Well this is where my personal problem comes in. If I get up to get a notepad and paper, the though turns into a grocery lost of to-do things or the idea turns into a whole story. The second solution then? Well, anyone who has a 0-6 year old knows that no easily available piece of paper is safe. By the time you get to bed (forget needing it in the middle of the night), it will be decorated with snakes, butterflies and other miscellaneous animals; completely unflattering mommy and daddy portraits or, my personal favourite, completely undecipherable secret language love notes that mommy or daddy are expected to perfectly understand (beware the ‘you don’t love me, only mommy/daddy’ tears that ensue if you fail).

Well, considering the fact that I love my sleep (though the number of hours is nothing to rave about), over the last five years I have figured out a fairly good system. Its, wait for it, ‘numbering’. Kind of works like bullet points. It’s a bit tough when it’s an idea that woke you up and not a list but I’ve managed to adapt using a keywords system. Yes, I usually forget 9 out of ten things, however I do know that I have forgotten only one thing and just wait for it to come back. Again 4 out of 5 (these are not precise numbers people, I’m sleepy remember) it never does come back, but hey you take what you get.

Am I perfectly happy with the system? No. Isn’t it better to get up and note things down? Yes. Then why don’t I do it? Because, I don’t want to getup. Yes, after my daughter goes to sleep and I finish playing my boss role at work, I like to act like an unreasonable teenager. The best part, no one knows. Well, except you.

P.S. – Ironically, the name of this post came to me at 1 am in the morning.

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Posted by on January 17, 2013 in Defining Me, Randomness

 

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Pretending to be Royalty

There’s one situation which all of us face at least once in our life. The context, place, degree of detail may vary greatly, but the central idea is the same. I’m talking about that one certainity apart from birth and death, the one question we all have to face either in grade school or on our college applications or at our job interviews or while trying to get the world (literary agents) to read our books. The dreaded ‘Write a few lines about yourself’.

My first ever attempt was at primary school and went something like this:

“My name is Nmaha. I am a big girl because I can write my own name*. I love painting and reading books. I like pink and my baby brother. I am ‘x’ years old and am in ‘y’ class. Thank you for reading this.”

We were asked to write five-six sentences and the tough part was trying to find different ways to start a sentence. Obviously, I wasn’t very successful as four out of the six sentences started with ‘I’.

Over the years, while my choice of content improved (as I become a slightly more interesting person), the dilemma of how to phrase that content wasn’t really resolved. Finally, I decided to give into the third person style, which makes me feel like I should have a crown (actually I prefer a tiara**) and a throne. It also has the techie in stitches when I read out my notes to him.

Anyway, today I am in the same situation as the primary school me and this is the ‘About Me’ section of my concept note to a literary agent:

“Nmaha is a Chartered Accountant by profession and currently runs a healthcare diagnostics business with her husband. She attempts to juggle motherhood, running a business and her passion for writing, while miserably dropping the ball at regular intervals. Nmaha celebrated her 30th birthday this year by embarking on a year-long exercise to move her current life closer to the life she actually wants. Read about her efforts on creating a balanced and synergistic life at http://www.seekingsynergy.wordpress.com.”

Not much improvement in 25 odd years right? I just seem to have replaced “I like pink and my baby brother” with a slightly more grown-up version.

Oh! I almost forgot, “Nmaha grants you the right to refer to her as ‘Her Royal Highness’ from today”.

*My real name is very difficult for a 5-7 year old child to spell. I actually had a little pocket book in which I spent hours practicing writing my name correctly.

**I wonder if I can get Tiffany to sponsor it.

 
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Posted by on February 11, 2012 in Randomness

 

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Weird Stuff or Could My Life Be More Interesting

Weird Stuff I’m going through this week:

  • The techie’s travelling and I miss him more at work than at home! Is that weird?
  • I’m jealous of my daughter. She get’s to go to school and has fourteen plus years of fun and friends in front of her, while I have to be an adult and work and shoulder real world responsibilities. Also, she gets to spend more time with my dad than me. Am I the only weirdo here?
  • I have so much to write here, but when I sit down at the keyboard I feel lethargic. My mind is more active than my body. Is this normal?
  • I can find the time to read more and more new blogs, but they are all about fashion and style. I’m the least stylish person ever! What’s with me?
  • I get bored if there are too many pictures and too few words on a page. I’ve always heard that it’s the other way around.  Are all bookworms like this?

Seriously, if you all lead way more interesting lives than mine, which I’m sure you do, please do share. I need a really large dose of inspiration here.

I just realized that my title is way too long for such a short post.

 
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Posted by on November 28, 2011 in Uncategorized

 

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