What’s more important than the latest Louis Vuitton bag?

What’s more important than the latest Louis Vuitton bag?

I am starting to enjoy an activity these days and it’s an unusual activity. I go to a small park and feed the turtles at the lake. I throw the bread in the murky water and wait for the forms of the turtles to appear. They take their time to come but I know with patience that they will emerge, swimming slowly across the pond. They swim mindfully, with emotionless expressions upon their faces. So often overtaken by the fish, they eventually make their way in-land, and munch upon the small pieces of wholegrain bread that I give them (they are a little fussy; they don’t seem to enjoy white bread!). Once they have had their meal, they return into the dark, still waters. The uncomplicatedness of the moment is hard to describe. The flowers, the small turtles, the fish, reflect the wisdom of the hour, and remind me of the simplicity of life. Those that love nature and are still inspired become child-like in awe by the beauty of nature. In the presence of the turtles, a wild delight runs through me, in spite of any worries or concern that I might have. The effortlessness of the task ahead is easy; I throw the bread into the water, wait and watch. In due course I know that they will come. Sitting by that lake I cast off my wheelie bag which is always my loyal companion and feel what it is to be one with nature in my perpetual youth. By the lake, I return to the simplicity that is me. I am alone with the turtles and...
Do You Love Yourself?

Do You Love Yourself?

I have been looking through some old photographs of myself both past and present and was stunned at the obvious changes I have seen and made. The girl of 10 years ago had such different priorities and values to the girl of today. The girl of yesterday didn’t take care of herself. She wasn’t concerned with exercise, health or healthy eating. The girl of yesterday cared so much less for herself and gave all her energy to others. The girl of today has learnt to value herself and has placed her health and fitness as a priority. She has learned to love herself as well as others. With the focus she has put on herself she has seen remarkable differences especially with her body. I’m not advocating that looks is everything but it does say something about our priorities. How much we value our health and love ourselves can be seen through our eating habits and whether we incorporate fitness to our lives. Some may question “how is loving ourselves connected to staying fit and eating right”? When we love ourselves we love our body and we would ensure that we take good care of our health and stay fit. Also when we eat right to avoid health problems. If being healthy and staying fit were top on the list then regardless of getting old, being swamped with work or parenting duties;- eating right and exercising would be a part of our routine. A man often looks at a woman and judges her by her looks before pursuing a relationship. Women do the same. What this tells me is...
Childhood

Childhood

When I look around me I see teenage girls that have their hair free, are fit looking and athletic. It makes me wonder what went wrong during my childhood. I was born with some body hair and wasn’t guided on what to do so I shaved and those that have done just that know the effects of it. A decade if not more later I discovered laser and that saved me. Now it’s easy to wear a bikini and feel confident. I wasn’t encouraged to take up tennis or running or sport of any kind as a kid and it did have its disadvantages. For one, guys like sporty girls especially during high school. Being sporty became something I didn’t care about and i simply didn’t realize the benefits of having fitness as part of my lifestyle. It’s now that I’m so much older that I am going back to my childhood to develop the skills that I missed out on. Swimming which is taken as a skill and sport that most people if not all know – I never did. The hairy me felt more self-conscious plus the underwater phobia added to it. Now I can swim only because I made it a priority to learn it in Egypt. My fat days forced me to rethink the way my life was going and got me into gym and Muay Thai Boxing. What I did have was classical Indian dancing (Bharatnathyam) which I do miss and i do intend to relearn it again. My childhood may not be what I wished for but I now realize the importance of...
Grace

Grace

Grace. I never really understood what grace meant until recently and I’m still figuring out how to integrate grace into my being. This all started when my Brit and I were talking about my fat days and how my personal trainer Pam had asked me to walk along the aisle. I was so self conscious. For those that know Pure Langham; the basement reception can be crowded with trainers hanging around and clients training everywhere doing weights or various routines. So my walk stunned her. She said to me “You don’t know how to walk!” I was so upset but I realized that I had a lot of work to do aside from shedding those extra pounds. I had managed to lose the weight but I didn’t pay much attention to the gracefulness of being a lady. My walk, the way I sit, the preference of short nails over long manicured nails, having eyebrows shaped or hair maintained and the list goes on are things I find annoying while most girls love doing stuff like that. I remember people telling me that I have a boyish walk. So today I asked my boyfriend to video my usual non graceful walk and then I made a conscious effort to walk again with a feminine touch. To my surprise I saw what people saw and told me regarding my walk. It lacks confidence, it has the “I don’t care” attitude almost as if rebelling against my feminine side. From viewing my own video, I had a chance to look at myself deeper and to start on a journey that I’ve neglected....
Image really matters?

Image really matters?

Human beings tend to place too much emphasis on image. The image we exhibit to certain people just to look good is actually deceiving. We aren’t what we portray. We show what others would like to see. We feel it is essential to be liked & accepted hence we abide by the norms of society. These norms actually make us act in a way that is intrinsically different to what we truly are. We believe that our image will boost our reputation. We are concerned about how others view us but we lack concern about who we actually are deep down. The question we need to ask ourselves is why is there a need to be different in front of others? Why do some seem so kind and considerate to the world and not the least bit bothered behind closed doors? Why is our image so important? As I pondered on this I came to realize that we value image because we value our reputation more than what is right or morally correct. We like to be seen as a good and kind person even if we aren’t that in actuality. So if we are on the wrong path or have bad traits the best way forward is to cover it up so our reputation isn’t tainted. Many people who lie or have affairs confess on Sunday in church and feel better. This is repeated over and over again. People go to an organized religious place like a temple, mosque or church to clear their guilt. My father was just that. He seemed like a great guy to the...