People take breaks.

People blog for several reasons but one of the most compelling reasons, according to me, was cited by another blogger. This blogger was a cancer patient. She wanted to blog for posterity, for her children who might never know what their mother was like. It’s a very dramatic reason but still makes a lot of sense. For me, blogging will also mean practicing writing. Ever since I finished my graduate thesis, I haven’t felt like it which I feel has led to a deterioration of my creative writing skills. Plus, it’s a good way to keep in touch with friends who are in a different continent and talking about the little things doesn’t really make sense on an expensive long-distance call.

So I’ve started writing again to just document everything that goes on when I feel like blogging. Just to indicate the timeline of the blog — the Egyptian revolution is on, I’m currently devouring a food blog on Slate called The Clean Plate by Ellen Tarlin and today was what was touted as the “biggest snowstorm” of 2011. I might have an opinion on the Egyptian revolution but that’s not on my mind right now. The food blog constantly is. Tarlin manically measures her portions/tries to meditate while eating/calculates the price of each meal/tries normal ‘new’ food and I like that. It helps me be aware of what I’m consuming too. After reading the blog, I realized that there wasn’t much fruit nor veggies in our diet. So, I try. Every single day I open the fridge and think what I can make today that will incorporate more veggies or fruit in it. I often run after the husband with a banana in my hand, coercing him into eating it. It’s not a pretty sight, ever. Tarlin has inspired me to try kale, celery and other veggies that I wouldn’t have thought of simply because they have never been a part of my diet.

The snowstorm I loved mostly because the power remained intact. We were well stocked with veggies, fruit, snacks, milk, etc. The husband and I were home all day. I watched probably a hundred episodes of X-files and the husband was firmly in his chair playing WoW. The X-files finally gave me a headache, a warning that if I don’t stop watching, I’ll be blind in no time.

That brings me to something else — finding a hobby that does not require staring at a screen or strains eyes at the very least. I’m thinking knitting mainly because I remember doing some with mum when I was younger and it was fun, didn’t require much effort and yielded results quickly. Or else, more volunteering is a good option.

I had to start somewhere. I’ll gain momentum in time.

P.S.- Thanks, Preeti for encouraging me to write again.