If there could be a Utopian world for me, I would like to have the possibility to combine living with the family and some periods of being on my own. The ideal life of a gypsy woman.
Do you ladies remember being 18? Right after we finished our high school examination, we felt this feeling of - trepidation? - that made us feel like we’re standing at crossroads.
Before that point, we’d been told umpteen times that this is a crucial point in our lives where we’d have to take a major decision as far as our career/professional lives are concerned - doctor, engineer, or any other higher education in fields that were usually chosen by our parents or even preparing ourselves for getting married.
When was the last time you dressed up? Just for yourself? I want to walk you through two different incidents that occurred recently.
Have you sometimes wondered how apologetic women are about so many things in our lives and are constantly trying to justify the way we are and the way we behave? We’re always trying so hard to live up to societal expectations and even to expectations of people around us. All the time!
Somewhere down the road - or right from the beginning - we’ve all been victims of “please-o-mania” in some form or the other, and we’re the ones who’ve suffered the most because of it. Do we try or live up to societal expectations or do we follow our hearts?
So why exactly do we get apologetic and justify who we are?
Fitness Challenged? You CAN Take Control!
A friend was telling a bunch of us in a Whatsapp group the other day about how her body aches when she wakes up in the morning and how she feels she’s growing old. To which, some advised that she should rest more and even take painkillers for her body aches.
The blunt me told her, “Get that ass moving. Get into the habit of exercising regularly. It’ll all be alright.”
Which - thankfully - she did. And it helped her immensely!
A few months ago at a class reunion, I informed my friends that I’d be living away from home because I was exploring new work options. Instantly, I could feel all eyes on me.
No questions were asked and yet I could sense I was doing something that was not considered “normal”. A friend who doesn’t believe in mincing words, then came up with something that made me gasp inwardly.
“Well!” she exclaimed. “At this age, our hubbies don’t have to worry about their wives running away with someone else. Who the hell is gonna even want to touch us!”
Collective laughter ensued and the topic was forgotten.
- Certified fitness Trainer