Out of order!!

Machines going out of order is acceptable. Toilets under maintenance, as well, is bearable.
The potentiality of eliminating of clogs, blocks and all kinds of chunks, be it from a human heart or a pipeline of any kind is feasible.
Ousting of substantial disorders is relatively attainable than impalpable.
But, what if, the impediment is nowhere but mentally.

YES! a mental block, struggling to survive through this post anticipating losing it all.

Never have I ever faced this before. Is it for never being a writer or tedious previous months? (I always wanted to use the ‘never have I ever’ phrase, I get to use it at last. YAYY!!)

Or, is my creativity being crushed by my angst and stress?
Or, is it the change I am going through in my life?
Instead of relaxing and relishing the mini-uninvited break, being all jittery is the only task I have accomplished with perfection.
Months have gone by, staying motivated initially meant smooth sailing through the silent sea oblivion of the intramural storm rising with each passing day.

The mental block is piling up, so, today, deciding to go against the flow and write all about it. Since 11:00 am, struggling and yet, here I am, at 5:00 pm still battling for words and focus.

Sharing experiences:
Recently, at a local centre, I happen to meet an individual who invested his savings from his job in setting up three shops in the marketplace.
Only to find them turn to ashes one morning from the night’s blaze. Around AED half a million trickling down to just AED 500 in the pocket.
However, Love and tragedy, both, as unpredictable as our future with no fixed time, place or scenario.
Overnight bankruptcy, lifelong savings down the drain, not to mention his breakup at the time, yet, the man is content and grateful as his employees or himself remained unharmed. Helping him filter the right kind of people worth sticking around while emphasizing the value of life over the love of objects.

Positivity floods through when we meet such experienced people elevating appreciation for our situation.
Nonetheless, it is all right to go through dejection and lowliness. However, to stay dejected and miserable is not alright.

This post is my attempt to get back to what I love doing, ‘blogging’.

Let us know in the comments below, have you suffered from a mental block ever or have risen stronger from your previous fall?? Would love to hear your story.

Exquisite Apple Milk

‘An apple a day, keeps the doctor away’ – a quote we have been well versed with since decades.

As apples are extremely beneficial to us, being rich in fiber, minerals, vitamin C, antioxidants and potassium, it is most affiliated to cancer cures, cutting down on diabetes, helping with digestion and many more.

Keeping the same in mind, today, on glittercut.com we have prepared a light, flavorful apple milk for our Ramadan Special segment.

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Apple milk

Ingredients (serves 3)

Apples 1 (cut into cubes)

Almonds 7-8

Vanilla ice cream 2 scoops

Cardamom powder 1/2 tsp

Sugar 2 Tbsp

Milk 1 1/2 cup

Vanilla essence 1/2 tsp

Rooh afzah (a concentrated fruit squash) 1 Tbsp (optional)

Rose water 1 Tbsp (optional)

Equipment

Blender

Method

In the blender, ad the cut apples, almonds, milk, sugar, Rooh Afza, cardamom powder, vanilla essence, and rose water. Blend all the ingredients really well till the fruit and the almonds are completely mixed with the ingredients without leaving any lumps in the drink.

Your drink is ready to serve.

Tips:

If you do not have rooh afza, add sugar as per your taste. The rooh afza just adds the light pink tinge to your drink along with sweetening it.

You can peel the apples and almonds if your like it that way, however, I did not peel any of them and yet, the drink turned out to be delightful.

Do let us know in the comments below, if you have a new recipe to share with us.

Exhilarating Watermelon Juice

Today, for our Ramadan Special segment on glittercut.com, brings to you yet another easy-peasy recipe.

Watermelon juice, is a drink which is cooling, light and delicious.

As we know watermelon possesses unique coolant qualities, hence, it does wonders in keeping the body temperatures cool during the summers and fasting during Ramadan. It also hydrates and add to the water intake of your body.

So, here we go…

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Ingredients (Serves 1)

Watermelon cut into cubes 1 glass

Ice cubes 4 cubes

Lemon juice 2 Tbsp

Sugar 2 Tbsp

Vanilla Extract 1 Tsp

Rose water (optional) 1 Tsp

Salt 1/4 tsp (a pinch)

Equipment

Blender (my blender was out of order, hence I had used the handheld electric whisk, it turned equally well.)

Method

Add all the ingredients to the blender, and GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR… (blend it, till all blends really well) 😀

You are good to go.

Serve in a glass, for garnishing add mint leaves.

Tips:

For sugar, make sure you add according to the sweetness of the watermelon. I did not take out time to deseed my watermelon, and trust it was completely fine and worked out just okay.

For desserts, vanilla extract is my favorite ingredient, I love its aroma, and it also enhances the flavors of the other ingredients while chemically adding more flavor of itself.

So, here is a small list of all-time-must-haves at home if you proudly possess a sweet tooth.

Sugar

Vanilla extract

Chocolate syrup / chocolate sauce

All purpose flour

Milk

With the above ingredients you can work wonders to treat yourself with a desired dessert at any time of the day. Obviously, if going into the nitty-gritty details, the list goes long, but, the list above is keeping in mind the basic stuff required and remember… we are here only for easy-peasy hassle free recipes… YAAYY!!

Do let us know how you liked the recipe and did you try out our cold coffee, if yes, do let us know?

Emotional Sedation!!

Admiration, adoration, appreciation of beauty, amusement, anger, anxiety, awe, awkwardness, boredom, calmness, confusion, craving, disgust, emphatic pain, entrancement, excitement, fear, horror, interest, joy, nostalgia, relief, etc are all various categories of emotions. 

A typical person would experience many of the above emotions in different instances. 

An individual who encounters various emotions and gracefully handles it is taken to be mentally stable along with being aware of himself and his actions. 

The correlation of emotions with feelings is that of height and weight. 

Every emotion has a specific feel along with it. 

Every emotion is a blessing, be it of any kind. 

However, today, I would like to dedicate my post to emotional sedation. Sedative effect on our mental awareness of emotions. 

A traumatic childhood, an unexpected negatively charged extreme event which we were never prepared to face at the given time. It’s a hard blow on our psychological and emotional capacity of dealing with situations. Thus, leading to tinnitus, further resulting in lingering emotional numbness.

Emotional numbness, surprisingly, apart from the above-stated cause, can also be cultural and societal. In many cultures, the emotional state is not given due attention and hence, crying is related to weakness, while anger is looked up for strength. These societies pushing the mental health under the carpet, emphasizes its people on being stoic, rational and emotionally invulnerable. 

Having oneself in these various situations, the preferred road is simple, not to feel any emotions at all. 

The instance can be no better than that of a rape victim. The atrocious episode leaves the victim with a string of loud tinnitus and moving on to emotional numbness. the heinous event concludes in a void of emotions. Unable to feel, express or communicate becomes new configuration in the system of the sufferer. Similarly, severe loss, stress, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), physical and mental abuse, are also few of many causes for sedation of emotions.

When speaking of mental health, emotional numbness is still a secret disease calling out for more attention. large numbers are oblivious of their malady, while others are in denial, as being stoic, stable and emotionally aware are always valued and held in high prestige. 

The crisis awareness of emotional numbness is eminent. Somebody in sentimental anaesthesia is no longer aware of any feeling, emotions or sentiments. Be it of his own or anyone involved, hence, dysfunctional coping mechanisms, depression, spiritual emptiness, inability to enjoy life, inability to form close and fulfilling relationships, disconnection from the inner self, confusion, irritability, fatigue, addictions, chronic illnesses, and somatic illnesses, inconsideration, insensitiveness, etc follows.

Being mindful of ourselves and ones around us is the key to reach out. 

Mentioned below are a few analytical ways in which one can be pinpointed.

  • Failure to express strong negative or positive emotions
  • Inability to “fully participate” in life (i.e. feeling like you’re a passive observer)
  • ‘Life is like a dream’ sense. (a feeling of unreality)
  • Living on autopilot.
  • Absence of interest in schemes, others find fun.
  • Feeling aloof from others.
  • An impulse to revoke from friends and family members.
  • Emotions are only felt in the body as sensations, but not by the mind
  • Animosity for people who show vivid emotions (both positive and negative)
  • Feeling numb in situations which should typically engender strong emotion
  • Panic attack when intense emotions eventually breakthrough.
  • Emptiness within.
  • Physical and mental insentience or blandness.

The extreme numbness may even influence the patient for suicidal attempts too.

Once we know the causes. Identify the silent bearers to recommend the ways to cure the silent disease.

As, the sentimental sedation is not permanent and so, the cure is available for both, long and short term. 

  • Identify the underlying reason for the numbness. 
  • See a psychiatrist. It is completely alright to visit a mental-health doctor. The old fashioned taboo of having a mental health issue is no more a dispute (at least in many countries and cultures). 
  • Talk to people who you feel closest to. People who make you feel connected, communicate and help yourself attain relief.
  • Exercise daily. Yoga, boxing, kick-boxing are great stress busters. However, a casual walk around the neighborhood also does wonders.  
  • Get ample sleep. Lack of sleep adds to the irritation and fatigue, hence, worsening the situation.
  • A well-balanced healthy diet is a must. It helps regulates and improves your mood.
  • Stress management. Minimize the stress and engage in stress-busting activities like meditation, prayers. Identify the stress enhancing factors and try to deal with them positively while getting rid of them eventually.
  • Determine emotions and articulate emotions. if you find this the hardest. do not delay in seeing a psychiatrist, let him tap your emotions for you and you can take it forward from there. 🙂

To the ones who are suffering from emotional numbness, you are not the only one. There are a lot more fighting the secret fight daily and maybe in the worst of situations. This sickness is momentary if crucial care is provided at once.

Have your say on emotional numbness in the comments below.

Had we confessed!! – (Guest Post)

Dear roll no 638

Subject: Had we confessed!

10th October 1991, Thursday when Roll No 638 bewitched me just to change the course of my perspective, priorities and preferences. Ever since then I began to live in a world of fantasy wherein    everything revolved around him. Days definitely commenced with my routine customary prayers, but now they changed too.  Imploring God to have a glimpse of Roll No 638 became its objective. Sleepless nights were spent weaving dreams of us together while days were spent supplicating that he does not play truant. But with each passing day, his reckless play-truant attitude gradually grew stronger, making my prayers more intense and his appearance less likely.  

Twenty Eight long years, yet our first encounter is etched deep in my memory, every detail distinctively fresh and crisp. It was our college excursion where we had first met; with every eye contact no dialogues were exchanged yet our eyes spoke volumes making the day worth memorable. Distinctly reminiscing when he first appeared before me, with all his opulent personality, dressed in the most casual grey stonewashed jeans and white printed shirt, his chiselled jaw lifted with a sweet, pleasing smile accentuating his devil’s tooth, his eyes twinkling with impishness, his dark black hair neatly done behind and his voice though exuding pride yet was soothing and genial. He had an unusual lethal combination of sturdy, muscular physique and an incredible sense of humour (a combination almost extinct in men then).  He was the Greek God per se, a bearer of a charming, smart and attractive demeanour. A complete package any girl would fall for. He had successfully cast his spell upon me that day.

He became the reason to regularly attend college. My eyes would scan the classroom only to rest on him and vice versa. His look would pulverize me, blushingly I would rip my eyes away from his. Less attention was on the lessons but more on his hilarious comments and mischief. He was roll no 638 and I was roll no 645, we occupied adjacent benches during exams. Being a regular student, my notes would always make rounds in the class. However, my adonis made use of them only during exams for cheating purposes. Thus my only motive to study for exams was to share my answer sheet with him in order to ensure that we remain class fellows.

Since we were pursuing science, laboratory sessions were an essential part of the course. He would be irregular for lectures but fortunately regular for lab sessions. I would always look forward for these sessions as we were to arrange ourselves as per our roll numbers. We shared the same lab counter for experiments. We had many instances where we bumped into each other, grabbed the same test tube or the same chemical but ironically spoke nothing just smiled and drew ourselves in different directions. With him around I was oblivious to the world around me. We would enjoy every silent and speechless conversation between us.

Probably, coming from a conservative family social barriers, fears and pressures prohibited us from being extrovert. Subsequently, deterring us to speak to each other too, but however, we shared an amazing oculesics communication.

Today, I sit back and traverse down the memory lane just to understand that life goes on. No one is indispensable and so is he. My life has moved on unfortunately without him but with beautiful memories of his charismatic smile, his humour filled one-liners and his devil-may-care attitude. Optimistically I believe his life too must have moved on successfully with someone worthy.

But, today while ruminating the past, I regret not speaking to him at least once! How I regret he could have taken the initiative to speak to me at least once (being the man)! How I wish we could express our feelings for each other in words! Why didn’t I ever muster up my courage and confess? Why didn’t he ever articulate his feelings into words?

 I am positive, wherever he is, he might be still remembering me. As I still remember him. His well-being is always included in my prayers till date but crossing paths now after 28 years is always excluded.

Stay blessed wherever and whoever you are with …

Regretfully

SH

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Life span of a bubble!!

This is for who you were and what you should be;
you were someone with high aspirations and big dreams,
you wanted to travel a lot and explore the unexplored,
you wanted to walk high streets, live in a mansion,wear exquisite clothes and fine jewelry with an army of servants-a princess.

Splash !!! Wake-up, Wake-up,

You are 21, married, and the reality is;

Your loneliness having a spouse, bruises, hurt, pain and turmoil. Physical and emotional trauma, you are disconnected.

5 years of tragedy ended with a lesson ideal ending isn’t possession of wealth but genuine relationship.

Alas!! learnt it a very hard way.

Now you yearn for a small loving home where trust, respect are valued and treasured, which can be cherished for life. Like your previous dreams, this too remains unfulfilled.

At 29, you are gifted with a divorce with a package of fights over our two daughters, least expected but you braved the storm and came out of it with dignity and grace and ready to dream once again!! Ready to blow my bubble again!!

This time be kind to yourself by loving yourself first and living your dream and be an inspiration and leave behind a legacy that no one can define you but the CHOICES you make.

Now is your chance to live your dreams.
Love,
Hafsah

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A window to count on!!

Blogging community event – Jugalbandi.

Chapter one – A window to count on

“She gazed out of the window to find a moonless sky full of twinkling stars…”, and within the skies, among the stars, she could see her unfettered self in the world of her dreams, with no confinement.

Zoe, 15, restricted within her home out of cultural and authoritative stipulation surrendering to the norm of the family since ages.
Like many other girls in her country, she could never leave the house except, the day, when she says her vows and steps into her ‘happily after’.
Her gateway into her world of imagination was the only window in her room. The window knew her and had seen the most phases of her growing up than anyone in the household would have ever cared to notice. It was the sole witness to her sorrow, her joy, her beauty unfolding while she confessed her secrets, desires and hope into the thin air through the window.

‘Zoe’, meant life, named by her mother who she loved immensely, while craving for the slightest jolly communication with her father.
Usually complaining, Zoe, had interrogated her mom, as to why she named her ‘Zoe’ while she is just living and not alive.
Only to find her mom responding ‘you gave me life, by coming to this world, and for the reason, I called you ‘Zoe’, you are my life, Zoe’.

Skipping night’s sleep was a preferable affair to sit at the window to feel the crisp wind brush her skin while her hair softly plays along. Her thoughts would wander from running in the woods, going to school, making new friends, singing, dancing and never coming back to her pen. Tears, like all other nights, would assemble on the window sill, leaving a stain on drying, giving away a sneak of the last night’s silent dialogue.

With every passing year, as Zoe bloomed into an elegant teenager, her desire for freedom, grew stronger.

Her other brothers were so well looked after by her father with all the deserved attention, facilities resources to lead a happy childhood.
They went to school, had friends and usually invited them over over suppers for which Zoe just like a good sister had to serve them.
She had happily started serving their friends since ‘Zion’ had been her brother’s newfound-slightly-older friend.
Zion was the sweetest among all his friends, he noticed Zoe and would greet her with a smile and usually exchanged greetings and thank yous. Zion was the only one who would make her feel noticed, while for everyone else she was more than transparent. Lately, all the adrenaline seemed to shoot up, upon his sight or even his smile, while she caught him stealing glances at her in return.
For the first time in ever, she had imagined of another individual by her side while she enjoyed and roamed the lands by free will.

The girls in the neighborhood, if they are lucky enough dodging the abortion of their initial existence seemed to have come with the same destiny as Zoe’s. They all had to finish up the chores, take care of the household and younger siblings while not getting to go to school, or go out in woods, or make new friends. All the girls in the locality had secretly got their confidante in stars, moon, window, ceilings or their pet.

However, their worst nightmare shared by all was to get married in their teens to the man of triple times their age. She had been to Sasha’s wedding earlier this month, she dreaded to be in the situation, as the only memory she has of Sasha is of crying, wailing and getting dragged into the car at the end of the ceremony by her very old groom.

Earlier during the day, overhearing the conversation of her parents her panic-stricken self had managed to compose herself with the utmost difficulty. That night, gazing at the stars, realizing the absence of the moon by the natural darkness spread over the night, she couldn’t hold back her tears, while she wept inconsolably, the words of her parents rung in her head repeatedly. She remembered her mom opposing her father, while he came an announced the news of setting up Zoe’s wedding in the coming week. Zion was one of the many thoughts which occurred repeatedly during that night which increased the tears count immensely.

It was then she decided she could never end up in a much miser situation, and now is the time to make a decision, for the marriage was never going to happen.

But, the puzzle to her liberation and freedom was not yet solved.

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The Macho Sentiment (Guest Post)

“For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.”

The world knows it as Newton’s third law of motion, I am sure he wanted to say the Third Law of Emotion. Because, whatever you say or do, it tends to generate a certain kind of emotional reaction in other people. This is very evident in the case of social media celebrities – one tweet or one Instagram story from them and you can see all emotions flooding the comment section. 

When I agreed to write about this topic, I was a little unsure if I can do it. Not because I do not have emotions. I do realize my eyes oozing out a teardrop when I am watching an emotional scene and my hand wisely wiping it off secretly before my wife finds out about this and mocks me. I was hesitant because I cannot even name many of the emotions. Just like I can recognize only basic colours on the rainbow and not all the shades on the paint company’s colour catalogue, I understand the basic emotions like fear, anger, and happiness but I cannot clearly identify the other emotions and feelings. Partly because, as men, we do not talk about other emotions much. It is not very common to hear two buddies, at least as I have observed, having conversations like “I am extremely anxious about this situation”, “This made me super emotional, I feel sad”, or “I am feeling ashamed”. Most of the conversations will be about positive emotions like pride, excitement & amusement.

Each one is different. In my case, many a time I catch myself going into an empty cocoon without thinking about anything. I don’t feel anything – neither happy nor sad, neither anger nor fear. I am calm. I think this is the enlightenment state that many spiritual leaders talk about. My wife doesn’t think so. She says I may have some sort of diurnal lagophthalmos. As a man who has not read “Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus”, I refuse to let her assumptions shake my belief. I was thinking maybe I am special until I found this video from Mark Gungor. The response from the crowd says how true this could be for all men. All men seem to get into a box (not the final one, although one day they will). 

I am not an expert in this field. If I was, I would be publishing a book instead and charging for it. In order to learn more about emotions I started reading the book, “Master your emotions”. I must say that I was not too emotionally attached to the content and set it aside for another time. Like any normal human being slaving in the Information Technology world would do, I resorted to Dr.Google and asked, “Hey Google, how do men handle their emotions?” There were a bunch of articles both from experts and from wannabes like me. Some interesting ways that men use to handle their emotions, that caught my attention, are listed below. 

The feelings may be expressed in the form of physical ailments. It looks like men tend to complain of sudden headaches, backaches etc when they are emotional. Have I done this before? I do get headaches and backaches but mostly they are either because I am sick or because of strenuous physical work like sitting in that uncomfortable seat in the flight for 9 hours. I do feel fatigued on certain days but that’s a rare occurrence.  Otherwise, I was guilty of occasionally faking physical complaints to avoid a certain situation or people. Maybe that was my way of expressing disinterest? Is disinterest an emotion? Not sure. Only experts can say. 

Men remodel one feeling into other feelings. They tend to convert emotions that they perceive as weak like sadness into an emotion that they feel is strong, like anger. The belief that it is okay for men to express anger but not sadness could be because the former is considered as a more masculine feeling. We have all done that. When I feel incredibly sad about how little common sense few people have, I turn the hulk mode on and smash that like button, err, smash whatever is in hand. I miss my Nokia 3310. Sigh!

Walking away is the default survival instinct. When men find themselves in an emotional situation they tend to walk away from that place or situation to calm themselves down. Be it when you are arguing with your better half or when you are in a group where the stupidity hits the fan. I have walked away from a lot of arguments when I sense that my heartbeat is rising up. But with this Corona fiasco on, not many people have the luxury of walking away from an argument. Please remember facing the conflict and having that argument with your wife is far healthier than going away and risking your life. 

Is it really a blog post if you don’t leave a quote at the end to ponder about? Here is the food for thought on handling emotions from an anonymous person that is generally attributed to Lord Buddha (or Mark Twain, if you know what I mean) on the internet. 

“Don’t promise when you are happy, don’t reply when you are angry and don’t decide when you are sad.”

Mr Sadogapan Govindan

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Do let us know in the comments below, if you feel the same about how men handle emotions or if you have anything more to add to the list.

Covet for reminiscence!!

Every moment worth enduring is captured, felt and seized in various forms. Since ages, gravitation to relive cherished moments coveted. History witnesses the quenching of such desires to capture moments using various ways. Umpteen techniques adopted to document such moments and memories have been registered throughout history.
Be it live sketch, sculptures in the mountains, statue making, sewing a war scene, or painting a wedding scene, etc is scattered all over the map in various museums and galleries.
Hanker seemed to have not died a bit with the passing time. It has evolved beyond imagination, just the approach of captivation has undergone a drastic transformation.
The paintings, sketching, sculpting has been all taken over by myriad photography, yet, making the obsolete an invaluable affair.
Today, I do this post, wondering the pining for photography people across the globe share.

A picture clicked from a plane capturing the beauty.


Photography is no more confined to moments, occasions and cherished moments, but, has widened horizons to abstract, aesthetic, macro, beauty, nude, underwater, time-lapse, stock, still, satellite, aerial, panoramic, perspective, landscape, conceptual, candid, portrait, action and many more versions. Aesthetic photography however always intrigues me, while candid shots are my favorite.

Nonetheless, the most trending one is the ‘selfie’ photography, conventional kind at the disposable of a layman.
The moments captured on a reel, are hardly ever re-visited, nisi you are a professional or capture moments out of passion.
Irrespective of the probability of a re-visit, we tend to click, snap, shoot and capture moments. Usually having ourselves on cleave to either to seize the moment or to live the moment.
A part of the population falls under the ‘live in the moment’ banner, while the other half, is busy capturing every single moment and making it feasible for a re-visit.

A picture clicked in Kashmir, India


Every kind of photography is a form of art and hard work. It can only come out beautiful and effective when done with passion and love.
However, the emotional rush on the sight of every moment from the past through snaps is overwhelming. The potential power to pause your errands and make you spend hours going through the clicks one after the other is undeniable.
A concoction of emotions deluges our heads rewinding the exhaustive arena of the picture. Making the time passed by since then, beyond belief.

The idea of this post struck me when accidentally, I came across a picture of my son, Owais, in his initial months of existence. The accident of lasted for about more than 2 hours, still, I couldn’t get enough. The inscrutable pleasure is indescribable. With every picture effortlessly the memories of the moment flooded as it had been lived along with ‘behind the scenes’ moments.

I am not much of an enthusiast when it comes to storing every moment you live in the reel. ‘Live in the moment’, was a more agreeable statement for me until yesterday. But, yesterday, the pictures made me realize the influence of photography in one’s life and to re-visit the moments, the occurrence of which has been long forgotten.

From now on, I plan big on capturing my moments and clutching the memories while living in the moment from behind the camera. An idea of collecting my sons pictures at every stage of his life, and showcasing at his wedding has occurred to me, hoping it will be easier done, than said.

How do you think is the idea of becoming a regular at photographing your moments? What kind of photographer are you currently? which photography intrigues you the most? How did you find the post?
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Pink interim!!

As days pass by, the covid horror is seeping through the minds of the people. Awareness, precautions, social distancing and every necessary measure has become the most observed ritual of recent times. 

People continue to stay home and stay safe except a few who are not able to figure out regulating practices for their stress and energy while exposing others to the risk as well.

As we continue to stay home, we have become so aware of our surroundings, the nook and corners get due attention while cleaning. The kitchen rack shines brighter than ever and the wardrobes are rearranged.

Finally, a little more scrubbing and dusting will wipe the paints off the surface. 

“Sleep well, sweet dreams” has been nullified as sleep refuses to generate new dreams for our 15 – 16 hours of sleep, hence, embracing ‘repeat’ mode.

Just a few weeks back, we craved for free time and dreamt of quick retirement. Now, we have all the time in the world while we are still in our hustling age. 

Free time and health are two blessings which never came to an individual in sync. And, here we are, having free time while we are healthy. 

So, seizing the opportunity and squeezing the best out of it, we got to reflect and reflect and reflect a bit more on ourselves. In all odds, we can still grow on a personally, professionally and spiritually.

Excercise daily.

Listed here are few things by which you can make the best out of these days you have in hand with your health by your side. 

  • Wake up early and take your daily dose of Vitamin D in your windows, balconies and verandas.  
  • Make sure you dress up well, even if you are alone. Make your hair, apply moisturizer. It’s a ‘look good, feel good’ tip. 
  • Get at cooking and eat healthily.
  • Bond with your family by having all meals together. You’ll discover the beauty and the true essence of your family as you learn to co-exist.
  • Learning a new skill should be on your agenda. Stitching, art, painting, cooking, sketching and many more. Every little detailing from the beginners perspective is on the net. Get started right away.
  • Exercise is a must. Exercising not only helps us with weight management or muscle toning but, also with feeling fresh, staying active and energized with releasing all the negatives and making way for positive vibes. 
  • Take out time for spiritual knowledge and growth. Pray. We can also level by profoundly studying any religion of our choice which intrigues us the most. Our busy schedule hardly spared us time to look for answers to the question about other religions, hence, clinging on to the misconceptions. Clearing the misconception will be your contribution to an accommodating society.
  • Spend quality time with our little ones. You have children, do not let this time pass by without strengthening your rapport with your kids. As for them, this is just a big holiday, unaware of the intensity of the situation. Regulating our stress sensitively is highly required as this might leave a deep scar on the little minds.
  • Restrict yourself to one movie or two episodes of your favorite series a day. We do not want this lock down to bring out couch potatoes and new health problems through binge-watching. 
  • A video call or a voice call to a friend, relative is as great as the other ways. It helps you to keep in touch and to keep a check on the other if in case they are doing alright. 
  • Develop a reading habit. Start by reading short stories then moving on to novels. it is a great way of increasing knowledge while improving our communication skills.
  • Go to bed early, and avoid using smartphones 20 minutes before your bedtime, as it helps your eye muscles to relax leading to a night of deep sleep.
  • With all these in action, do remember to reflect. Reflect on yourselves. In the earlier rush, we hardly got time, to look back on our actions, did we hurt anyone, is there a scope of improvement in our behavior, can we become more friendly and be more polite to the office boy. Have an attitude check. No one is perfect and there is always room for improvement, and wise is the one who is always ready for change and improvement.

With all the tips, I hope it will help you to plan your day while optimistically utilizing your free time along with your health. 

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