Owning the Day


When I started my teaching journey, in around a year, and since then, every single day has been me going back home with utmost satisfaction. There are days of distress and for me, they are part of satisfaction too. Over the years the process made me learn what to take in to make myself better. Between all this chaos’s, there are days where I feel proud of those 24 hours.

Starting the day with lot of interactions, to completing every commitment at personal ends, to professional work-lets, I love how some of my days pass by. My yesterday, I smile while I type this, was iteratively perfect. From being at work and managing the mongoose to running back home to finish my one hour exercise and bath and then coming back to the work to complete review works was an adventure at unlike level.  Why all this? Because we had an evening movie to watch and all movie halls had 75/- ticket. I have liked quite a many movies directed by R. Balki and “Chup: Revenge of the Artist” was released with an amazing star cast. The movie is a creative mess and I loved it. There are tiny woven threads in the movie that go beyond the heart connection. The song lyrics are to the context and deep. I had a perfect company and ended the day with a peaceful dinner.

Every walk has its beauty!

I love my days for all the smiles and hand waves that happen throughout the day. I love the days when everything is planned so as to welcome many and any unplanned in the day slot. I love it when day inevitabilities flow by and take you with the whole kit and caboodle that feel like this was a perfect plan for the day. I love how uncertainty makes the day reminiscent.  

From not knowing how to start, to crafting this piece, while listening to my favorite songs and having a critical research presentation in next 30 minutes is perhaps what I mean by owning the day. When you pour in your satisfaction into the works, you will start seeing everything in different hues. The end results does not matter and what matters is what you fashioned through it. And that landscape is what I mean when I say – Own the day.

All in a Day


I usually don’t log my day details for public but today could be an exception. Especially when I have a satisfying day, I keep it to myself because only then it ends being that. But again, today seems like an exception. Maybe I am in the wave of writing and words are taking me away!

Here is a day. A little more than 24. (a lot more?)

Not unusual but my day started by struggling to open eyes and pull myself outside the bed at 8.20 am with a four-ish hour sleep. We need to check-in at work from the work-location latest by 10.00 am. I need a pooja time of 25 minutes at least and 8.20 is right time to hurry up with everything and rush to work. I checked-in at 9.48 am. We need to maintain a time of at least 8 hours at work and I did clock 8 hours 16 minutes. And, no. I don’t plan to be so specific about the rest of the day.

So how did those eight hours go? Apart from 1 hour lunch break, 20 minutes discussion with a student, few WhatsApp catch-up conversations and quick talks with few colleagues, my rest of the time went in reading research papers and documenting a report. I managed to write 2000+ words and for any given day that is a significant achievement. Research documents take a lot of effort and time. On a not so good day, I manage to write 100 words in three hours and end up sending that to trash. This is exactly why and from where the satisfaction comes from.

Reaching home usually has my daughter running to me to ask what I got her. Today son had announcements of home works. While I unpacked my bag and got changed, asked him to finish the easy ones – there was a coloring to be done (the grapes are green, so says my son). While I prepared my coffee and heated the morning left-overs from breakfast asked him to complete a few others where I had to dictate a few sentences. Quick snacks and then took him to hair-cut. While he was getting his hair trimmed I went to book stall to get pictures of wild animals. We had to stick a picture of a fox as an assignment – the fox and the sour grapes story.  Back home and all assignments done.

I finished my 45 minutes workout session and had a quick bath. I then rushed to get some minimal groceries and a few medical supplies. Then went to temple for I don’t miss on Sankashti’s. I like the Bajans there. It’s usually 8 to 10 men who are 50+ singing local traditional songs with instruments. I spent 30 minutes and always make me go calm and happy.

Isn’t that all part of adulthood?

Back home, had to put son to sleep with a story. I do a short one as usually he sleeps quick. The fresh stacked vegetables were calling me to make a good salad as a side dish for dinner and of course I did. My daughter is a night owl. It was 12.50 am when I put her to sleep. She has her own play-time-talk before she goes to bed.

Well, I then decided to type this. I am doing it as a ten minutes job. No editing. No re-reads and edits. Just a log, as it goes, so it shows. Honestly, my day is not done yet. As soon as I post this, I will be preparing a cup of hot milk for myself and have it with plum cakes while I watch the next episode of ‘This is Us’, from season 5. I plan to wind up by 1.30 am but it might go a little beyond.

Well, I am not done yet. I plan to spend at least till 4.00 am working on my research document and then sleep. Why? Because, one, I have a research presentation with external tomorrow and I want to be my best. Two, it’s Saturday and I can cover up all my sleep later. The Godzilla movie in theatre has been waiting for me from long!

Just another day, Like every other.
A little more satisfying than every other.

Jazba


It’s April of 2022 and Day 10 of the A to Z challenge. This year, I am doing the theme – “Wordy Wonders.” I am selecting words that have deeper and graceful meanings, from across the globe and an eight-line poem along.

Day 10 – Jazba

Origin: Arabic

Meaning: Passion, a strong desire.

Poem

Be unreasonable,
Be unstoppable,
Be fanatic, act invisible,
Be.
Have jazba,
We are not,
Dead plant in the ocean,
We are the ocean.

Passion is what keeps us going. Madly believing in something and pushing through it is the essence of life. That, makes us fall in love with life, every day as every new day.

Word Pronunciation: jaẕ-bā