Moora - Part 2

Hello! Today's a special day—it's been a whole year since I took that big step and moved out on my own! This time, it was completely intentional, and courageously honest! So, here's a quick shout-out to this amazing, transformative year.

Living on my own, without the constant support of closed ones whom I call my family, has been nothing short of a rollercoaster. "Different" is the perfect word to describe it—not the fancy freedom everyone talks about, but a unique, challenging, and liberating kind of different.

Reflecting on my journey I rediscovered my kitchen! As I write this, it's a bit, well, quite messy, actually. But I know it will be clean once I get into the kitchen cleaning mood.

Speaking of kitchen and cooking, I wanted to share a story. Back in college, I could make some khichdi, anda burji and pasta, but with work taking over, cooking took a backseat. And I must say, I couldn't realised that for years. One day in Nashik (previous workplace), fed up with the office food, I randomly decided to make khichdi. Surprise, surprise—I forgot how to do it! Now in my recent move, after two months of avoiding it, I got back into the grind. Not just for survival, but for a bit of self-love too. Started with khichdi, of course, then moved on to daal rice, veggies, eggs—maybe a bit too much info there!

Another significant lesson was in the art of grocery shopping. Honestly, I used to hate the concept of going out and shopping. I still prefer online shopping most of the times. But as I started shopping from the grocery store, I found a liking for the food section, soaps, and the giant refrigerator section where they keep frozen food. But apart from the grocery shopping, I found love for all those containers that are actually ice cream boxes. The only savings I love in my house. I admit, there's still a lot to learn, but as Miguel tells to Rebecca - "One day at a time, baby."

Now, it wasn't all rainbows and sunshine from the balcony. I faced heartbreaks, missed chances, and unreturned love. But here I am, navigating through it all. Despite the setbacks, I find comfort in what I have, realising that contentment often lies in appreciating the small blessings.

Oh, and the highlight? I gained 12+ kgs this year! Those who know me will be thrilled to hear this and see me proudly embracing the wonderful gain.

As I look back on this year of growth, independence, and self-discovery, I can't help but feel a mix of emotions—gratitude for the lessons, resilience in the face of disappointments, and a sense of accomplishment for embracing this 'different' life with open arms. Cheers to the journey and whatever it holds next!

'Moora' is playing in the background.

Love.