I’m Ananya (Un-un-ya).
I reside in Delhi, the capital of India, I am in my late twenties (26), and I’m learning to take life, one day at a time.
I live by the three words,
“Sabr, Shukr, Dua” (Patience, Gratitude, Hope).
Academically, I’ve completed my Bachelors of Arts (Honours) in History from the prestigious Delhi University and a Masters of Business Administration specializing in Marketing from a B-school in India. I’m a full-time consultant in a big-4 finance organization and work on solving complex challenges by analyzing data. …
“You don’t give up on the people you love.” — Blair Waldorf, Gossip Girl
I lived by this saying. It made so much sense (in my head). If you love someone, you don’t give up on them. You keep trying, you keep putting yourself on the line because giving up is not an option.
Wrong. Incorrect. Hurtful.
You can’t hold onto people, long after they’ve let you go or in fact ever. You have to give up on them at some point because if you don’t, you’re just creating this magnanimous god-like image of yourself in your head which is…
I’m a hoarder. Oh wait, I was a hoarder. My coping mechanism for the most part of my life has simply been to add things to my cart and proceed to checkout. Anytime, I’m low, upset, or even in a slightly bad mood, shopping lifts my spirits up.
So when I decided to clean my closets at the end of 2020, I was surprised to find things that I didn’t even remember getting. It was terrifying. Not only to clean my closet but to look at all that money that I’d wasted on shoes and clothes that I’d obviously not…
On February 27, 2021, I had an injury on my shoulder and the doctor told me that I couldn’t pick up weights or do any strength workouts for at least 1 month. I was devastated. Despite having picked up strength training seriously a few months ago, I had no idea that it would become so important in my daily routine.
“But.. but…” is all I said. I didn’t know what to do at 6 am in the mornings ever. Not being able to work out was certainly a setback in all my goals.
On the second day of cribbing about…
“Alexa, How does a lion roar?”
It all started when a 4-year-old, watched an animated movie about lions and fell in love. No, I don’t mean infatuation. I don’t even mean attraction. I’m talking about love. Real, deep love. and 22 years later, she’s still at it. It was, love at first roar!
Fast forward a few years, the first time I ever saw a lion was probably when I was 6, in a zoo. Unlike all my classmates, who were petrified and ran away at the sight of one, I admired them. The mighty lion, strong and powerful looked…
“Shots! Shots! Shots!” was my mantra for the most part of my early twenties. I’d wash away hours of slogging at a terribly boring job, hours of commute by treating myself to a glass (or 4) of wine every other day. My idea of enjoyment was always circled around drinking. If I was going out, or seeing a friend, or practically doing anything, I had to have a drink.
But hey, I didn’t have a drinking problem. I wasn’t an alcoholic. I didn’t want a drink every second/third day.
So, technically, I wasn’t harming myself in any way. …
Millennials are people who reached adulthood in the twentieth century. We’re the awkward generation that was raised by boomers and their centuries-old thought process. We’re the people who are expected to bring about change without receiving any reciprocation for it. We truly are the most misunderstood generation of all time.
However, we weren’t just born like this. We were raised and taught a certain way and while you can go on and on about how boomers are the absolute best, here are some of my observations as to why they weren’t as sorted as they pretend to be.
I started seriously working out as a result of a personal tragedy close to 6 months ago. I had a lot of anger built up inside and started running as a way of getting it all out. Slowly and steadily scaling to weight training. I’m still nowhere close to where I want to be, but I’m progressing (or at least that’s what I’d like to believe!).
While I’d been on and off at the gym, for several years, and am genetically lean, this time the workouts I did were to build strength vs the earlier years to just continue looking…
Mornings were my least favorite part of the day because I used to sleep at 1 or 2 am, wake up in 4–5 hours, and complain about how I was not a morning person.
Everyone would ask me “If I woke up on the wrong side of the bed” because my mood was awful for the first few hours of the day.
Mornings really make or break your day. It sets your tone and usually determines how the rest of your day will be.
Mindfulness is a practice I’m incredibly passionate about, not only because it has deeply impacted and…
Intermittent fasting, also known as intermittent energy restriction, is an umbrella term for various meal timing schedules that cycle between voluntary fasting and non-fasting over a given period. Methods of intermittent fasting include alternate-day fasting, periodic fasting, and daily time-restricted feeding.
I started doing intermittent fasting out of sheer laziness. I had recently moved out and wasn’t very good in the kitchen. Plus, I think I’m relatively okay with not eating or skipping a meal. So I thought, hey lazy dazy, you don’t have to cook. It’s easy and you’re doing good for yourself.
In light of the recent times…
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