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Monday's measly minutes #1

This week I begin a new series. And I am going to call it
Monday's measly minutes
Every Monday we sweat it out at our workplaces and we are bombarded with deadlines and exigencies and issues and reports. And midst this professional clutter we forget to live and breathe our Mondays. Hence these Monday's measly minutes. Just ten minutes for something that I would love to do. Ten minutes of writing, ten minutes of flow, ten minutes for myself, ten minutes by myself and ten minutes after my own heart, ten minutes that I am determined to make worth of on a Monday. And we can all connect over these ten minutes ... Encourage ... Motivate ... Inspire and Admire.
I am going to pen my Monday diaries. To be able to share what the day has offered to me, my thoughts on titbits, hopes for the week ahead … basically anything and everything that comes to my mind .... And my reflections are going to be typed and brought unedited as they flow for ten minutes straight...
I guess the real challenge will be to find ten minutes on a Monday and if I can do this on the busiest day of the week, I guess I can do it on any other day as well …
So my measly minutes begin ...

Dear Monday,
You began with a start. I don’t remember when I put the alarm off rather than putting it on snooze and I wonder how long I would have been sleeping if not for that untimely what’s app message. And when the reality dawned the clock had started ticking in the reverse ... So a little but of this and little bit of that became hurried little bit of this and very hurried little bit of that ... By the time I hit the road to meet my colleague who picks me up for office  these days... Warm up and workout had been done ... I wonder why people have to fret over all this weight and workout plan when all they can do is rise up late every morning and rush to office ... Trust me it works the same way … or so it seems to me ... And while we are talking of workout, out I would like to share that I have  completed a virtual walk of Arches National Park yesterday clocking some 4km per hour and I hope to be able to sustain it this whole week which is very far fetched ... Not because I fear getting up late every morning but because its Diwali time here and Diwali means I will be busy ... Plus I will be going home ... To have that “Ghar wali Diwali”  ... Talking of which I am also reminded that I have yet to pack my bag and I have to put in all the stuff i got as Diwali gifts ... and that includes ... 
The office party return which was this pretty pink scented candle set




... I loved it so much ... I bought a similar one in lemon shade for folks back home ...
Then, one of the close friends at work has given me this ethnic earthen lamp set. Is not it simply awesome …



And I lost the lucky draw … so that’s that. 
As a side thought, there's  a new book on my shelf ... 


Well I think I am running out of time ... So everyone have a safe blessed sparkling glittery and prosperous Diwali ..

And Monday, I seriously hope I won’t dread you once we get to know one another better ...

May the odds be ever in your favour
and till we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand …


Welfare unto all …

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    1. :) trust you to find such mistakes on my part. A friend indeed. A very close friend.

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