T.G.I.M

                                      Hello and a happy Monday to you all!


So, how was your weekend? I am sure some of you must have replenished your energy level by sleeping while the rest must have gone away with family, friends or loved ones for a spa getaway. Well, spa getaway does sound refreshing. Maybe I will plan one for myself, soon. *wink*

Well, I had a busy weekend, studying. Yes. Had a guest faculty visiting our campus to deliver a lecture on Survival Analysis. Well, It’s just me who knows how I ‘survived’ through that! *eyes rolling*. For all those who have nothing to do with Data analysis and Research (even I do not like it, but it’s a very viable part of my course. So, I am sticking by it), it was about a series of methods used to analyze data. Yes, I am choosing not to speak any further about it. *boring/nerd alert*.

So, I did come up with a long list of topics I would love to write about and ‘Monday Blues’ is one of them. just because you noticed, the color of the text is so because I love the color but hate the Blues of Monday!

What are these Monday blues?  Monday/morning ‘blues’ is an expression describing the immense sad/ depressing feeling you get when you wake up in the morning, more horrifying if it’s a Monday morning, and thinking about all the work you have to do for that particular day/week. The term Depressing here is nothing like actual ‘depression’ as being a doctor I can say it with an assurance that, depression is unhealthy. I have seen such people, dealt with them and was successful in treating some as well. So, next time when you think you ‘feel’ depressed, kick yourself virtually!
So yeah, Monday blues are definitely the worst as you wake up after a relaxing weekend to face an agonizing week. Your body cringes, muscles ache, everything seems dull and morbid. Yes, I just described the symptoms of Monday blues.

In school, it was different. At least I enjoyed Monday mornings then, unlike the other students in my class. The Monday assemblies were best. Our Principal, Mr. Harold Carver, (my idol and I can write so much about him and what I admired about him to consider him as my idol) would address the school with a very refreshing quote/ a story from his own life. I loved his voice, crisp and would make even dead alive. He was strict, disciplined but the warmth in his smile and eyes gave away many times when he tried screaming at someone. Still, people were scared of him and that too in a good way. Not like some cruel unruly principle. Oh, I miss being in school.

And then came college. And oh lord, I saw a different side of me then. I hated Mondays in college. Because Mondays meant early morning, I mean 8 am early morning lectures! Who keeps a lecture at 8? Who? But it was the harsh reality of being in Medical college. I hated Mondays then. I had become a night person (read an OWL) in college, thanks to the caffeine intake to keep me up from reading Biochemistry <yuck>. So early mornings were not really my thing anymore. Also, I was fat. A slob who weighed 86kgs loved loading herself up with all sorts of greasy food and absolutely hated someone trying to ask her to try losing some weight, mostly by a polite gesture of asking my company for an EARLY MORNING WALK! But I did transform into what I am today, in college only (means losing almost 30 kg’s). Well, that’s another story I would come up with in once I start with my series of short stories from ‘Pune, the city of Love, Friendship and Deceit’

And then there is present me. I go for a ‘’run’’ at 6:30 in the morning. Even when it was crazy ass winters, I did. I have been into working out for almost 8 years now and I LOVE IT. I even go for a run after sleeping for 4 hours, or no sleeping at all (at times. Trust me). Working out gives me a crazy rush, it becomes that perfect noise to keep some of those saddening thoughts, out. So now I do not have Monday/morning blues anymore.
I love mornings. I love new beginnings. A new day gives me hope that life is still on, despite how majorly I tried messing it up, I am still alive and kicking its butt! So yes, I do not have any more morning blues. But do you? 

Let me know what bothers you more, the work/study pressure that awaits you for the day/ week or just a new beginning? Because I am sure, new beginnings do not really bring anything wrong, to anyone.
  
So get up and get kicking! Kick the slumber and sadness out and move ahead with the day. If nothing else, then think of the weekend that will come after Friday! *wink*

Much love!