Sytlo to Sakku Bai:)

Yes , as the header suggests the transformation did happen!!! From Stylo to Sakku Bai and that too without me even realizing it. It all started with my maid’s departure sometime mid March. Then there was too much ego in me to accept that it was an arduous task to keep the house in shape and cooking too. For a few days I was going really well, using all the strategic moves I could. While cooking, I made sure there was variety so satisfying myself that yes, even I can do it. Then the house, I noticed that the more I tried keeping it clean more it appeared disorganized. I have never been too much of an organized person. I only want the dirt out and ensure that I find things easily unlike some people who are so organized that their cupboards look like upmarket store shelves:) Although I admire their patience but there is no way you will get me to be one of them.
Anyway coming to my story, just after about 3-4 days I concluded that it was not my cup of tea. I cannot possibly go to office as well as be a maid. So began the huff and puff..and is still continuing.
While in office a colleague asked me what has happened to the Stylo in me.., aah I almost had tears..coz no longer I tend to remember where my clothes are and I pick to wear something which I find on top of the pile, no time to press clothes:-( , no time to coordinate it. No more time for trials or anything. Its just that I have to wear something and I end up wearing. I enjoy dressing, I like to play with my style..not that I am very much go with the fashion trends or seasons but I am definitely aware what/which color looks good on me and which don’t and I think I am sensible to a certain extent. So saying, the stylo in me has taken a backseat and for now and let me be the Sakku Bai.
The search is still on for a maid, God knows when I will get a decent one but till then I will take pride in being the bai…by the time I reach office I feel I have run a marathon and arrived, I try to practice pranayam on my bike enroute to office, not that I am fan of it or anything, I somehow have to get back to normal stable state, mornings are crazy, I am more like a robot, if this continues I will be a zombie, these days I can focus only on a single thing, I only have the concentration left for that. I used to always wonder about mothers who would continue doing their work inspite of their kids calling out them sometimes yelling too, I found that really very amazing, today I have transformed to be one of them, these days I don’t listen to most of Len’s talks.

What I miss most is the “MY” time, the little time I would spend doing nothing, or possibly reading the newspaper A-Z….all a luxury now..sob,sob!!!

I wish I could blog often, so that I can let my steam out, possibly nobody would read it, but atleast its out of me. I wish to break free atleast for a couple of days, stay alone, just do nothing maybe lie down and read a nice novel, survive on bread & omlettes or even better survive on fruits:)) ..it is a distant dream for now.. in the hope of a new dawn

Signing off..