Little Things

A beam of sunshine from the half-open curtain reaches my eyes. I strive to nap a little longer while glancing at the wall clock. 8.07 am.

To save me from mom’s nagging, I decide to bid adieu to my pleasant sleep.

With praise and devotions, I commence my day. Thanksgiving not only brings a sense of gratitude but also I feel blessed.

Later, my first chore of the day is to make my bed. Living a systematic life begins with this chore of the day.

After I’ve hydrated myself enough, I seek the blessings of the seven elders in my family. Nanaji says that these blessings will be fruitful in the long run.

To nurture my spiritual and physical well-being, I Burn some calories and meditate. Though not regular, I am making genuine attempts to make my lifestyle a bit better each day.

With a cup of milk, I glace through the headlines of the newspaper. My favorite article is the Speaking Tree from Times of India.

I read the self-help book- The Art of Thinking Clearly by Rolf Dobelli and My Gita by Devdutt Pattanaik. These are my soul food which aids me to excel my day mindfully and optimistically.

Next, all prepped me sits to study and takes a break for job applications. The entire process of job hunting made me realize that to be skilled in a particular field is different from being a good fit for a job. Applying for 10+ postings a day makes me overwhelmed which leads me to discredit myself.

I make it a point to have lunch with my mom and younger sister. After having spent almost five years away from home, the joy of having meals together is something I would never want to miss on.

By continuing my Courseras weekly plan, I aim to add to my technical skills.

Later on, I listen to podcasts or watch the channels of Jay Shetty & Radhi Devulika, and Ankur Warikoo. These are some feel-good artists I adore.

Chai and power nap boost me up for the evening. As the sunsets, my heart gets filled with melancholy. The orange tinge in the blue sky transports me to my wonderland.

My grief is short-lived as my brother and sister leave no room to irritate me. Having my siblings around makes me feel like a child at heart. Amidst the responsibilities of being a young adult, we often miss living our lives to the fullest. But being with my siblings makes me lively and makes me ponder their naiveness.

Alongside, I help my mom in folding the clothes. It brings me a sense of content. The art of folding clothes makes me inclined towards structured living.

After writing for my blog, solitude is all I need. In the City of Dreams, to have a place for oneself is very rare. Cars honking, dogs barking, people chatting, vendors selling, distant music playing; never really brings peace to me personally. Hence, it leaves me with no choice but to settle for less.

I find solace on my apartment terrace. I stroll with my thoughts lingering as swiftly as my feet move along the beats of music. This is the best time of my day. Dancing to myself, talking to the stars, and singing for the moon. I realize that I’ve lost track of time when my furious mom calls me home for dinner.

After having our dinner, I sit with my cousins for chit-chat. I enjoy these perks of staying in a joint family and detest the ugly side. While having Aam rass or strawberry milkshake alongside Sequence or Monopoly, marks a competitive end to a stressful day.

Nighttime prayers and gratitude calm my mind while I prepare myself to welcome a new day.

The above has been my routine for a month now since 2021 began.

The habits which I have put in words are as simple as this article of mine. Over time, I have learned to appreciate the tiny aspects of life. From brushing teeth to folding clothes or from having chai with mom to playing with my siblings.

Each day seems significant since I have started to acknowledge the warmth each moment brings. Mindfully, during odd times I can gather myself unlike before.

The sole purpose to write about my day, what I learn, how I enjoy or frown from these chores is to make myself and others aware that we can find joy in everything around us. Likewise, we can find sorrow as well. Just a matter of perspective it is.

I would be more than glad to hear about your day!

Cheers :)