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Day 31 - Ms. Chatterbox

Photography courtesy Blasius Erlinger

In today's time, I think, a dose of narcissism can work wonders for self-motivation. Besides the desire to die healthy, this is (partially) what is keeping me away from the Ice Cream isle at the grocery store. I am not crazy though (I wonder why I feel the need to re-emphasis this on every other post of mine ... hmmm ), I am realistic. I should have already lost those 8 pounds with the lifestyle I am leading. I haven't because I am in no hurry. I want to go slow, so that it is permanent (Slow & Steady wins the race. Really!). I am willing to sacrifice my dream weight in return for toned legs, defined arms and abs ... and I'm getting there ...

People who squirm at my non-stop fitness blabber should know that my healthy lifestyle does not restrict me from enjoying life. In fact, I am enjoying my 'guilty-pleasures' every once-in-a-while more due to my otherwise consistent routine.

I like what they often quote at my Yoga class, "One should give themselves mini-heart attacks to avoid the real-big ones." Meaning, everyone should do one activity daily which increases their heart-rate at a monitored scale (like jogging, walking, jumping, cardio at the gym, etc.). The thing with health is that there is no definite end (except Death). You cannot stop. Specially, the people like me who have the tendency to gain weight easily can never stop. Even Salman Khan (on Dus Ka Dum, last week) advised Shahid Kapoor and Rani Mukerjee to never stop working out, coz if they do, they will blow up like a balloon. True, I agree completely.


I love talking. I am a big chatter-box. My mom tells me that in Junior School whenever she went for any Parents Teacher Meeting, my teachers would rarely discuss or complain about my academic performance. Instead they only grieved about my non-stop chatting. Quote: "She finishes her assignment quite fast, and then talk to her classmates, while they cease to finish their respective assignments." Poor Mrs. Meena Sabherwal (my favorite teacher from 3rd Grade).

So, now you get the picture that I have been a talkative one since, childhood. I love to talk, meet new people, find out about their life, routine, work, etc. Age-Sex-Religion-Caste-Creed No Bar! I can talk to absolutely anyone. And till my early 20's I actually took pride in this special ability. However, today my view has taken a U-turn. Now, I'm starting to believe that, 'Silence is Golden', boring ... but Golden! I have been practicing to keep my precious opinions and thoughts to myself for about 3.5 years now.

In December 2005, I was contemplating with my Uncle (Favorite Uncle - Dad's youngest brother) about what should be my New Year Resolution (2006). That's when we settled on - Never to give an advice or opinion, unless asked for. I did practice is successfully ( success is always relative) for 2.5 years until last July (2008) it didn't seem to be good-enough. That's when my dear Anita, enlightened me that sometimes it's better to not share your opinions at all and play dumb than to be part of a fool's discussion. People might think you are stupid because you are quiet, but that wouldn't prove that they are any smarter either (Catch 22). I also realized that even when someone asks for my advice, it is up to me, to judge whether or not to give them one. More often than not, it is safe to keep my mouth shut. Withholding my opinions has made me feel empowered in a very unconventional way. Like my mother would say, "One quite (person), defeats a 100." [Ek chup, sau ko harata hai!]

Week 5 | Day 31 | 16th September 2009
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