Life is far beyond meaning, Life is beyond meaning and that's why it is so beautiful!
I was “inspired” from another blog to phrase the title.
So yeah, this is all about how badly I want to lose-weight-and-get-the-Deepika-Padukone-figure feeling.
First things first, just so that you know the history. I signed up for Zumba class email digests when I was in Brighton, just so that I know when the classes were happening and you know the rest. I still get those digests and no, I don’t even know how the place looks like. All this considering the fact that, I used to walk by that pub EVERY time I step out to buy groceries. I miss Brighton and all that expensive weekly grocery shopping. Sigh.
Fun fact: I learnt how to bake Banana Bread and chocolate Brownies.
I gained about 5 kilos before I got back to India. By that I mean, 5 kilos starting Oct ‘13. Yeah yeah overall 13 kilos in a year and half. Now what? Yes..mother got all furious about the weight gain, mostly because she knows what I do every time I gain weight (I fluctuate a lot, this is not the first time) I keep repeating the words “I need to lose weight” and get frustrated over why my weight hadn’t reduced yet. Mm-hmm that’s right, it does not happen just by restating the want to reduce weight (particularly my tummy) every day. I hear you.
I told mom I wanted to join Zumba classes at a nearby gym called “Pink” This was in February. She said ok and dad gave me money. Guess what, I went out to eat every day..because, extra money. Frustration, more frustration and all happened. Beyond a point, my dad started suggesting that I get back to my “yoga routines” asap. Not because of weight issues, but they thought I need to get a balance in my head. Yeah yeah, they love me.
Two days back I pinged “Suree anna” (he taught us dance, and he’s awesome) asking him if he conducted zumba classes et al. He responded positively and gave me his number. Yay yay!!
….and I still haven’t called him. WHY? Because hey, I have a wedding to attend in another city. I don’t think it is wise to pay money and waste a few days, right? I know, my excuses are all valid.
So much gyaan for installing whatsapp on my *new* phone.lulz.
So much. There’s just way too much going on in my head right now.
I need to shut it before I blurt everything out here. Just because..meh.
She said, “Mmhmm we’re very much in touch.”
and then they both smirked at each other.
It never will be.
Long time, Tumblr.
That means, tonight’s the night I’m officially allowed to stay up the whole night.
The night where my spinal cord stays erect for the longest possible time, the night where I am perfectly steady and grounded, yet jumping and dancing in the skies.
I think that’s the closest I could get to defining what this means to me.
Wake up on a Thursday morning; Do some carpentry work with dad, a few cups of tea, yum breakfast, more tea, more carpentry, and some more tea.
Life is good; Day has been made.
Tomorrow dad leaves for work, and I won’t see him for five months at least. This has been happening ever since I was 5, but every time it feels like our first bye-bye.