Pikaboo...I am neww...

I built a new routine that helped me to make new friends, learn about existing ones and helped me to come out of my CAVE!

I started going to Dance/Zumba classes. I am enjoying grooving with beats and sweating with the troop. 

I spoke with someone who has a hobby of collecting coins. She has a coin dated from Chola's era. She cooks food and enjoys to share it. She explained how she gathers the coins from different sources. Another friend makes promotional videos as a part of work. My Zumba instructor does animation and Zumba as a hobby that fills pockets and the heart. Another friend shared about her health and how she is concentrating on taking in good food.

One common aspect of all of these conversations is "the Hobby". In what way are you kidnapping yourself from it?

I kidnapped it with work, social media and career aspirations. 

At a time when a few of my friends wrote essays for their Masters with questions consisting of hobbies/extracurriculars, they used to bluff it by saying some random things that they do once in a blue moon. The important aspect of asking such questions is that as a human we need to live and work is not all life. 

I struggled to create a routine for myself. I was super inconsistent and did not muster the time management. My Priority list never had my hobbies. I thought I could be super productive that way. That was one of the reasons I was inconsistent in posting blogs, reading books, shopping and messed up my sleep schedule. The result of this mindset is procrastination, pressure and health complications in the long term. 

I used to scroll endlessly over Instagram / YouTube to consume so much unwanted info. I did not realize it takes mind space unless a friend pointed it out. Pleasure and Pain are felt in the same place in our brain. Extreme of either is bad. So I made sure to not open the apps and gradually reduced my usage. 

I am glad I realized this after a good scolding from family and friends who made fun of the boring me. Over the weeks, I dressed up, met friends, captured good pictures, went for walks, danced and attended a wedding. Yippy!

Pikabooo...I am newww...

This weekend, I had a blast with my roommates. I went to the movie, did some shopping, danced in the middle of the night, and took a quick look at the boy's hostel beside our building to find out their terrace is an ocean park with matrices floating like boats in the water. I promise I am not exaggerating! The matrices were floating on the water-filled terrace. A guy was talking on the phone, walking in that water. I heard men say women are unpredictable but the example makes it feel like otherwise. Kudos to the men who are beyond one's imagination!

I didn't want to call myself a practical/realist when I was just a heart-broken dreamer. I am putting in efforts to build discipline. 

Self Audit yourself with this question - In what way are you kidnapping yourself from hobbies and building a routine?

Good Day!