Clearing up the whats app messages after the festivities is such a mammoth task. Before clearing the messages, I make it a point to browse through them, of course if the time permits. Thus many a times, my phone gives up on me and stays grumpy till I clear it, of all the unnecessary burden. During one such recent “swachata abhiyan” (cleanliness drive), I came across a message. It was a picture depicting King Ram killing the ten headed monster Ravan. In that picture, Ravan had originated from Ram's own shadow. The message read…
“Have you
tackled the Monster that is hiding inside you?”
Now that was
something. I must agree that under the sugary coating of fabulous names, which
I have fondly found as the innumerable excuses, lies the Monstrous me! Once that I have accepted this fact, life seems so light!
Confessions have great value, you know, even when they are done to self! As I started
scratching the upper layers of the excuses, here were many monsters hiding at
the most unexpected corners! Me under Siege...
The first one
to surface was none other than the one hiding inside my wardrobe. It sits pretty on colourful stack of un-stitched dress materials. Every time, I visit the market, “just that
one, not any more” monster pops up and compels me to buy. When one is alone and
in the glitzy market, its so very difficult to purge self out of the clench of
this monster!
There is a
cousin of this monster as well. This one is “Will go for stitching next time”. It jacks
out, the moment I open the wardrobe and the pile of the un-stitched dress materials stares at me. Then I give myself a pinky promise, next week end, for sure. No matter what!
And that next week end is in
the grabs of “x+1” monster. Here “x” is always this week. Poor me, I am besieged
by this trio. Otherwise my wardrobe would be clean and most up to date… Please dont lebel me as a "Procastinator". You should see my plight and then think of bringing that word to your mind!
Tied to the
apron string of this monster is “I don’t have anything suitable to wear for this evening”
monster. And this one, 100% of the times, has appeared when I am running out of
time. And on such occasions, more than the clock, it’s the exasperated faces of
my better half and the kids that do all the “Tick, Tick”. That’s really mean of
them. Of course I don’t dare to say this aloud though!
On a regular
day, at times, I am irked by the “What to cook today” monster. For a forever apprentice Chef me,
its really intimidating. My cook is
about to reach the threshold of the house and I am yet to figure out the meals
to be prepared! Helplessly, I open the fridge and decide my weapons to fight
with it. Staples such as leafy vegetables and the salads, always come to my
rescue! This fight every morning leaves me exhausted. And then I take a
vow that I would make up a weekly meal plan by this week end. Oh God save me, the “x+1” monster is ready to pounce on me at
this corner too!
The song "I am only a man, with a chamber who's got me, and taking a stand, to escape whats inside me... a monster a monster... and it keeps getting stronger and stronger", then echoes all over!
To shut mute these echoes from the chambers of my thoughts, I end up gorging on the sweets and
the chocolates. Here chortles the “Just one
last byte” monster. It simply hypnotises me and then he is done. Poor me, I
have a sweet tooth, you see! That’s what my excuse is when I lose the match with it. Odds are stacked heavily against me, you sure will agree!!
With all these
natorious monsters’ bunch, there is a good one too! This monster catches
my attention every now and then. It peeps from the news paper, shouts from the
book shelf and some times chirps from the net. Its call is so magnetic that I simply
surrender myself to it. And this one is none other than the “Read and read more”
monster. But that's a monster too! It simply eats away my fair share of being
with my friends and family.
Barring the
last one, I wish to shoo away the other monsters from fragile, simpleton, poor
me. With this thought I cross my heart and decide to take it up head on.
Did I just hear
the snicker of the “x+1” monster somewhere?
-----By MocktailMommy Anagha
#writebravely #writetribeproblogger
All pictures courtesy Pixabay
