Signs you might be over 30…

I cried the day I turned 30 years old. On my birthday I literally shed tears of sadness that my "youth" was over and "mid life" started. I couldn't fathom why God had to do this to me. Yes you may be reminded of Joey from F.R.I.E.N.D.S. Exactly that. I couldn't believe I am not in my twenties anymore, suddenly I felt like I cannot make any more mistakes in life, I have to be older and wiser, but jokes apart I felt these signs after I turned 30. In all honesty I do feel like a strong, fierce, independent woman from time to time but I also feel what some women may relate to the list below:

1) I started noticing I injured myself easily and recovery took a wee bit longer than it did in my twenties.
2) Meditation and Yoga attracted me more than 4 hours or more of dancing late night at pubs.
3 I preferred lounge music than rock because I could listen to hours of rock music before and suddenly my preference had changed to soft easy listening and couldn't tolerate rock for more than an hour. Sad but true!
4) I wanted to stay in more than I wanted to go out.
5) Health check ups felt like a priority.
6) I was making more responsible choices in life like smoothies over coke!
7) Sleep was knocking me out pretty early, I was no more a night owl.
8) I felt all the aches and pains and joints that I had never noticed before.
9) Lots of been there done that experiences when people suggested to try something new.
10) The choices in my clothes changed, my shorts were too short I felt! Damn you ageing genes.
11) Started noticing almost every married couple has a kid and a panic attack was on its way like some alarm just went off!
12) The immediate thought was So what, I will take my own time! It will happen when it has to! Surround sound claps in my head for that thought alone!
13) Everything that was a rush was turned a dial down and 'smooth' was the new way to take.
14) I started feeling full easily, earlier it seemed like a never ending appetite.
15) Wine was a new friend and vodka got dumped.
16) It was time to live for myself, Selfish was the new mantra.
17) Flats were welcome, heels bid goodbye.
18) Comfort was now a luxury.
19) No more screaming with excitement, shouting at puppies or babies, snorting while laughing, more conscious social behavior.
20) Nailpaints and lipsticks were easily tossed for newer neutral nuder shades.
21) Social media updates take longgggggg breaks.
22) Did I mention gray hair everywhere?
23) Too much time spent on weighing scale than exercising.
24) So many judgemental remarks comparing generations.
25) Limited girl gang. No more mosh pits full of girls everywhere, the more the better, no lesser the quieter, more manageable, lesser hassles.
26) Money slips easily out of hands.
27) Knowledge is favored over entertainment.
28) Lots of feminism talks/chats/opinions.
29) Lots and lots of opinions.
30) The best part is no more asking permissions, just doing it, ah the sense of liberation!


A new journey in 2017

IMG_20141216_114126I was going through my previous blog posts, it helps to see how the years went by, I was reminded of so many beautiful and some painful things that have happened in these past years that I have spent in the United States of America. There is so much more to write. My dad passed away in 2015 and it was a huge depressing period for me. Honestly until this year I was still in a state of shock and depression. Nothing seemed to help. But this year, it has all changed. Lot of things, positive people that I have met and I have changed, a lot. The world is so much better, to me. The Trump administration is a big wall but I have built holes in it to breathe. ‘Breathe’ is such an important word. Ayurveda suggests it and I have applied it and felt a difference. I would love to share my entire journey into positive frame of mind, yes it is all in the mind. Believe it or not, but I will slowly keep adding things to my blog. Honestly I am just sending this out into the universe, whosoever needs it will land upon my blog and may be it will help them but it will also be a gentle reminder for me when I read my previous blog posts in future that I have changed only for the better. Knowing what to let go and what to hold on to is very crucial. I look forward to sharing this wonderful journey that has changed my life. I feel so grateful for another day and another opportunity. To this word ‘another’ Cheers!

Food and Mood

Often I keep comparing people, things, situations with food! That’s what makes me a food addict! The fact that chocolate is not tempting to me is a lil odd, but ice creams make up for it! My favorite Bollywood star is Hrithik Roshan as everyone knows!!! He is a Banana Split,with three of my favourite toppings, please don’t misunderstand, banana in half is like him in real and reel life, the three scoops are his heart, mind, soul, a lil drizzle of my favourite syrup is like his words, yummy dry fruits are his abs, and whipped cream and cherries are like his soft hair and his talent respectively! So there, I have explained how I compare people to food! Similarly, I can compare everyone with food!
If I am in a gooey situation, it  will be described as the last bite of junk food with lots of dripping mayo….that would be an ideal ‘I am slipping’ moment…..or a sticky situation would be like getting my hands into a pot of honey!! No wonder my dad used to jokingly say when I’d fail to remember the multiplication table of 13 and could memorize advertisements on TV, pointing to my head, ”Only onions and potatoes in there!’ It made me chuckle shamelessly.
I cannot help myself when my husband says something provoking, I tend to retort in my foodie language…like ‘I am not the secret ingredient!?’ or ‘I am not going to give a “tadka” to the situation.’ Even when I have to give a compliment, I end up saying to my sister ‘Wow your cheeks are so soft like the cream inside a tender coconut!’ or ‘Your hairstyle is so beautiful like sushi rolled in seaweed!’ or ‘Wow, you looking sexy today like a prawns pickle!’ I am not exaggerating when I say aphrodisiac foods affect me in the right way! My mind definitely secretes those fiery hormones when I look at presentable, delicious food! Food affects my mood, there could be science involved, but as far as I am concerned sweet makes me happy, spicy keeps me on the edge, sour makes me irritated!
While I cook alone in the house, I run a live commentary like ‘The water was boiling with anger when rice tried to calm it down. It jumped right in and there it was the calmness before the storm..and suddenly it got ferocious, frothing, I had to interfere …..and that’s how I cook rice…or while cutting veggies I pretend they are celebrities and I am the fashion police,”Here comes the carrot wearing a skintight orange bodycon dress and looking so ravishing in that size zero figure!”  People find passion in all sorts of stuff, food is my passion! It starts a conversation! Food means the world to me! Benjamin Franklin said, “Eat to live, don’t live to eat!”, but I think I don’t eat to live, I live to eat!!!

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