My Barbie

Barbie Barbie, you came home two years back, I barely got a glimpse of you; gleefully held to the packet you were safely kept in. I look at you ever day, smile from within and painfully wonder why you are still stacked atop the closet?

Mama coaxes me for not keeping you intact. But, but I want to hold you and love you, like Mama holds me and loves me. Mama does not understand...Can't explain to her how much I like to have you close to myself. If only I could take you to school with me.

Thank God, some sense has prevailed into Mama's head and she has permitted me to play with just one of you.

I am eagerly waiting for her to gather some more sanity and bring all of you down, do away with the paper packing and allow me to explore into your world.

The other day Mama told me about her prized possession of a 'sleeping doll'...and how she never indulged with it with the fear of spoiling it. Howsoever, she had alternative dolls made of ice cream sticks or toffee wrappers. With them Mama was really innovative, and she could gather volumes of them of various sizes and colours. That sounds interesting...someday Mama may create an ice cream stick doll for me. I vaguely remember the toffee wrapper dancing dolls with two pony tails- It was nice, I also played with it for a while and it was shown the dustbin in a while.

My Barbie, my prized possession...I would like to have countless of you of every hue and size by me on my bed, on my study table, in my arms when I go out, besides me while I am  watching Pogo and Hungama...Mama don't ask me to explain the pleasure it gives me.

Nature's Gym

The vicious cycle of being normal sized- over sized-normal sized-over sized is as circular as the round wheels of a bicycle.
I am sure most of us, who have entered the middle-age group have many a times experienced this cycle in life. I am no exception.
Post baby many women blame it on the natural process of bearing the child on their weight gain. Few however, take the cudgels and get back to shape.
My dilemma is never ending. I too took the cudgel and lost a good 10 kilos in 3-4 months...Sounds unreal? But it is true.
The effort however, was commendable- a low fat diet, strict yoga regime and almost 30 minutes of Pranayam did the trick. But, alas, most of the kilos were back in a couple of months of over indulgence- ice creams, chocolates and fries...
I decided to go the modern way this time- took to the gym- treadmill, cycling, light weight exercises...and of course a good diet schedule...Thank goodness another three months and I was back to shape...This seemed so much easier and cool. Eat, gain weight...then diet and loose the desired weight.
Few months later I was in the same boat after a good outing and digging into fat-filled food. Had to do away with the fat...but with lost inner strength, with a hurting knee and other hazards. Had to knock at the doors of my will power...it did answer my call. Just taken to Nature and its bounty in the open. Half an hour of exercise in a park nearby, hoping this will also do the trick.
My cycle started with yoga, moved on to a closed AC gym and has now reached "Nature's Gym'- an open space, which not only allows me to stretch well, but also digs into my mental space and gives me the much needed push to explore it further.