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The Running Bug!!!


I loved writing since my younger days. I really don’t know when and how I took upto blogging, but all I knew was I liked it. I wrote diaries as a kid and blogging for me at least was like writing in a diary. When I started my blog I was certain that my blog would contain only happy posts. We all have so much drama in our lives as it is, I thought is it necessary to bog down my readers with sad, negative and dark posts. By nature I’m a very positive and happy person. I smile and laugh even when I am down. I push myself through tough situations by laughing. I’ve mastered the art of hiding emotions. I never express my problems or issues with anyone, I believe I have it in me to sort it out myself. Why bother someone else with my problems if any, everyone has their own story.

I grew up in boarding school and college for most of my life, I was away from home for more than 10years studying outside. I can attribute those 10 years of my life to making me a very independent person. At times I feel it’s not good to be totally independent cuz I don’t like asking for help. Its not an ego issue but maybe since I handled myself being away from home and family at a very young age I learnt to deal with everything on my own. Having seen a lot in life ups and downs and trust me I’ve seen a lot it has made me a very strong person. It’s made me appreciate life as it is, it’s made me to be thankful and grateful for everything that I have today, and it’s made me not COMPLAIN about life. It’s very rare that you will ever find me complaining about anything. I am not blowing my own trumpet,but People who know me well say I am very strong by nature and even the hardest situations cannot crush me. Friends and family say I give out positive energy and strength. Its funny cuz I am like the advice for people close to me, I am the lending support for someone who wants to throw out all their problems but I never go to anybody. Is that funny? Do I need to talk to people as well when I am down?? I don’t know, my aunt says its nice to open up at times, its nice to cry at times in front of someone else, nobody will judge you.

My upbringing is such that from a very young age my parents instilled in me that I need to be well educated and stand on my own feet. I still remember my parents telling me “ you may be a girl but don’t think we will get you married off at a young age. We want you to study well, get a job and be financially independent, you will gain respect”. “Stand on your own feet and never be dependent on anybody for your needs” is the phrase I grew up with. And today I am well-educated, I work, I love my job and I earn my own mullah and I am damn proud of it cuz I’ve achieved it with a lot of hard work and grit.

It’s been a lil over 4 years since I completed my post graduation and started working. I loved my job, it was really stressful and hectic but I enjoyed every minute of it. I got the tag of being called a “workaholic” . somewhere down the line, I started to feel the pressure of erratic working hours, crazy schedules and absolutely no time for myself. I ignored my health royally. My family was on my case to slow down. From my childhood I’ve been a very accident-prone child, name it and I’ve been a part of it. I don’t know why but I’ve always ignored my health. So while all these thoughts were eating up my peanut sized brain for the first time I felt the need to STOP and take a break. I felt the need for a holiday, I felt the need to just sleep for 48hrs straight, I felt the need to not worry about deadlines or meetings.
And out of nowhere I decided to quit my job. It wasn’t a hard decision cuz I felt it was the right thing to do. I needed a break for a while and not worry about what to do the next day. I wasn’t in a hurry to start looking out for new jobs as well or attend interviews. I had updated my resume, I started getting interview calls but I was not in a rush. I got a lot of nice interesting job offers but I didn’t want to take up any. No one questioned me as to why I was not doing anything, they all knew I deserved this break. So after 3 months of quitting my job, I decided to join my family business. I was always asked to work in the Business but I wanted outside exposure and work experience. I finally decided to take the plunge, I thought it was the right decision to make. Not many people were happy with my decision, they felt I should take up a job outside. I said this is a job as well and I am getting paid for it. Maybe that answer wasn’t my best but I knew what I was doing was right. It’s been over 6months now since I’ve joined the business. It’s been crazy, am back to being a workaholic, I work even on weekends but I am not complaining. It’s made me look at the other side on how a business runs and how to manage the show.

You might be wondering my blog title says “the running bug” and so far I’ve been ranting about myself. Hang on, I am getting there. The above was just the entree. Now lets get to the main course. I get bored really easily workouts wise and when it comes to fitness I am a complete fail commitment wise. I need to be pushed constantly to go workout and I hate working out alone. I can actually count the huge amounts I’ve splurged on fancy gyms but never made it to their doorsteps after a month. I’ve had personal trainers, dieticians working with me, for me but it was all short lived. I hate the gym, I find it really monotonous doing the same old treadmill, cross trainer and the likes. Workwise professionally I put in more than 100% and never give up but fitness per say I stay committed for a short period and after that its back to square one. In between yoga, zumba, crossfit, trx, Les Mills and the list goes on I fell in love with Les Mills. I really enjoyed these group classes, I never felt like I was working out. That’s what a workout should do you should not feel like you’re making an effort but you still look upto it every morning and enjoy it. I religiously attended my Les Mills group ex for 6months, I loved this phase of bodyjam,bodypump,bodycombat,rpm,bodybalance,shab’m,trx,cxworks.

I attended every class without fail and I could do 3-4 classes at a stretch. Yes I have the stamina when I enjoy something else I don’t move my butt. I feel the secret for being motivated and going for any workout is a good trainer. A trainer who motivates you and keeps you going. After a few months the trainers I connected really well with and whose classes I enjoyed quit and moved back overseas. There were new trainers of course but I didn’t enjoy the classes as much, there was something missing. So I stopped going to gym after all. In between I swam or did yoga but that was about it.

After a year of not going doing any other form of physical activity I signed up for Pinkathon 2014. A marathon to raise breast cancer awareness among women. I don’t know what made me sign up, I have never run in my life maybe in school but that’s about it. I wasn’t even trained or prepared physically. Plus I had put on oodles of weight. My family says I am still in the honeymoon phase of my marriage. So 15 days before the marathon and I had still not trained yet. I thought why am I even running when I’ve not even started training. Down to few days before the race, I started jogging on the treadmill. Fast-forward to race day I ran a 3k and completed it in 29mins. Not bad, I felt for a starter like me with no practice. But here’s the catch, I don’t know what it was but the bug caught me. I started looking out for marathons being held in the city and I wanted to participate. I signed up for a women’s day run but couldn’t attend it. But every day in my mind I wanted to start running. I wanted to go outdoors and just run. I didn’t though cuz like I mentioned I hate working out on my own. The husband was too busy to give me company. I hadn’t started training but I signed up for a few marathons being held few months down the line. I wasn’t practicing I wasn’t training but I just signed up. Why? I don’t know. I wanted to join a running group but in my head I was like everyone must be a professional runner how will I fit in. Out of nowhere a prominent running group Protons Running in the city came out with a holistic training for runners. The next minute I knew I wanted to join. The husband told me is this another fad of yours or will you be committed. I was so sick of hearing this committed word, especially when everywhere else I was appreciated for my commitment but fitness wise I lacked it. I shut him up and said wait and watch. I myself didn’t know if I would stick on. It’s been over three days now since I started training but I’ve realized I don’t push myself in the mornings to get out and run. I don’t run run cuz I am not there yet I mix between running and walking but I am Running, that’s what matters. You might be thinking 3days may be too short to speak but for me it isn’t, its like falling in love with somebody. When you fall in love with somebody you know it instantly I felt that when I first met my husband and now again when I started running. I have fallen in love with Running. My body is showing me weird kinds of signs in the form of extreme pain, discomfort and stiffness but that’s not stopping me from playing the game. Its like I’ve found my stand with working out. Running is here to stay. And guess what I don’t hesitate to run on my own now.

You might be wondering why have I spoken about my personality traits in the first few paras of the post. How is it related to running? It is related, at least for me. Like I said I don’t express my feelings much when I am down or stressed so when I run I tend to forget about them I tend to let go of it. It gives me a sense of calmness and assurance that everything will be okay. Its like running has become my invisible friend with whom I can share what’s on my mind. Running de-stresses me from all the pressures life throws at us. It’s helping me find a way when I am lost and I know I will reach my path soon. I’ve signed up for a half marathon I don’t know how and what it will take but I know I will make it. I don’t know where this journey will lead me to but I am in it. I’ll be sharing all my running experiences on my blog so stay tuned. Again its only been 3 days but I feel awesome, I can feel the changes both physically and mentally, lets see what the future holds.




Like it or not we are judged all the time and not only are we victims, we equally participate in judging others. We are under scrutiny anytime, anywhere for how we look, how we dress, how we move around, about our habits and the list is endless. We end up wasting so much time discussing about another persons personality and lifestyle choices. I ask, is it necessary??

So the other day someone had posted this really discriminating picture on their SM page about how there is a certain section of children who apparently “aren’t well behaved” and those who are “so called well-behaved”. The so called “not well-behaved” children belonged to a “social group” that did drugs, drank alcohol, got pregnant, etc. etc. Pretty sure you might have guessed who falls under the “well-behaved” category by now, so called geeks of course. Kudos to those whole felt their kith and kin didn’t fall under the “not well behaved category” and made them look like “Irresponsible People”

What really struck the chord for me was how can people be so judgmental. Why are people/kids/teenagers who consume alcohol or maybe smoke a cigarette or have a child out of wedlock considered unfit in the community?? Why are they considered “BAD PEOPLE” to hang out with. Who are we to judge anybody?? I feel nobody has the right to judge anyone other than “GOD”

Like the famous saying goes around “Do not judge a book by its cover” I would say do not judge or categorize a person by his/her habits/actions. Behind every smile is a hidden story. Each and every one of us have our own stories, the ups and downs in life, we all learn to deal with our situations differently. A person might smoke or do drugs, but he/she might be a better human being than you. They might be smarter or talented than you are. So why judge???

A person might have taken up drugs or alcohol for reasons best known to them. Are they hurting you in the process? No, then just take a chill pill move on with your life let them lead theirs. In todays hard for time pressed life we all need to destress in some way or the other. Some of us may take up a dancing class, some of us may workout, some of us may laze around watching TV, some of us may drink and some of us may do drugs. You may suck at dancing, you may not have good table manners, so am I allowed to tag you as an “unfit or bad” person just because you cannot dance or can’t eat properly at a dinner table?? No right, so how does that make a person who smokes or does drugs bad? You have your own way of de-stressing, others have their own way. It may not fall in your category of ” the best things to do to unwind” but it also doesn’t give you a right to “judge” another persons actions. PERIOD.

The beauty of life is nobody is perfect and nobody is alike. We all have our flaws and brownie points. I would like to leave you with a thought to ponder on!!!

“If someone isn’t what others want them to be, the others become angry. Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own.”
― Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

Why do we judge people?


Few days back my friend and myself were having a conversation and she was telling me as to how bogged down she was by people judging her all the time. I have seen in many of my conversations with people around and observations in surroundings we tend to make judgments of people by their appearance, behaviour, attitude, habits et al.

For e.g. you are sitting in a coffee shop and there is a group of friends sitting in the next table and the girl in the group is loud, she speaks loudly and laughs loudly. The next minute you know you’re judging the person saying ‘omg she doesn’t have manners’

I have seen in many cases when you see a girl talking to a boy we assume it’s her boyfriend. We know of somebody who smokes or drinks we tag them as ‘cultureless’. A person loves socializing and partying but is tagged as a person who has no life. A girl is seen around in short clothes and she is judged as being too westernized. A guy straightens his hair or has spiked hair; he is tagged as a punk. There are so many instances I can go on with.

The question remains why do we judge people? If you smoke or drink it doesn’t make you a bad person and if you don’t it doesn’t make you a saint either. The difference lies in the choices we make. But that does not give anybody the right to judge you and tag you as a so n so in society. We all have the rights to make our own choices. We choose the path we want to walk on. It’s our decision and I am sure each and every individual is proud of the choice and decisions they make in life.

We are nobody to judge a person. We cannot and we shouldn’t. Each one of us are different we are born and raised among different cultures and traditions. Due to different upbringings and exposures in life we tend to be different individuals with diversifying personalities and behavior patterns.

Just because you don’t like doing a particular thing it does not give you the right to stop somebody else from doing it and judging them. Each to his own. We should not judge people but indeed accept them the way they are. Would you like it if somebody comes up to you and says ‘you’re a moron even without knowing you’? No, definitely not you would hate it and would question the person as to how can they judge you without even knowing you. this applies to any other individual as well how can we judge them without knowing them and even if we know the person we still cannot judge them, as simple as that.

Imagine being monitored about your activities your each and every move and action is being recorded how would you feel? I would feel suffocated and miserable, I would scream to have my own space. I guess even a person who is being judged feels the same.

Learn to accept a person as they are, nobody is lesser or superior and nobody is good or bad. I have been taught since a kid by my parents not to judge or compare people and today I can’t stand it when somebody judges me or any other person for that matter. You are what you are and nobody can change that, you don’t like it that’s your headache deal with it. I don’t judge people I accept them the way they are 🙂