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Of Sabbaticals, Domestic Bliss & Homing Pigeons.....

I have written and deleted about nine versions of this post. Half the time wondering if I am really expressing what I am actually feeling. I also had this nagging thought that the moment I would put this in words my feelings might take a 360 degree turn. Am being a braveheart by going ahead and posting this, so don't you judge me.

'Domestic bliss' was a term I used to associate as a brand for selling modular kitchens at the most. Today on a short sabbatical I seem to find myself wallowing in this very same bliss of plain vanilla domesticity - and am actually enjoying it. Looking back as far as I can see I have never given myself the luxury of taking a break for more than 2 weeks. And those precious breaks used to be mainly while I was transitioning from one company to another.Today its more than 2 months of me waking up without having to wonder "What do I wear to office today?" and its simply exhilarating.

I used to find it rather condescending when people used to point out the long history of women's natural association with the home and domesticity. But perhaps its just the modern social conditioning that equates feminine domesticity to shameful captivity by the patriarchial society that we live in. I could never imagine why any woman worth her salt would want to regress to the era of being a homing pigeon, slaving it out in the kitchen and keeping the table spotless.

Today am amused to find myself secretly enjoying the very same things I used to shoo away from. Make no mistake, the thought of getting to confined to the coffee pot and knitting skeins of wool into dull socks and sweaters still nauseates me.

Its this new found domesticity that has me shamelessly enslaved - where I get an hour long morning seista of coffee and the paper, hearty unhurried breakfast, no more weaving your way through the traffic and no more worry of missed deadlines. Absolutely revelling in it..

More later....got to go wave my hubby 'bye' :)

Comments

Ark said…
Hehhehehe good one:)
Salomie said…
(2nd attempt at writing this....blogger playing tricks the first time, so here I go again)

I think that a vacation / sabbatical / break is a restorative wherever you take it: in a foreign place or at home. But as compared to the heady rush after a trip to a new place, I find that home vacations are somehow.....more calming, like some kind of slow-acting balm - you think its pointless at first, but as time passes, you keep feeling better!

And, in a way, enjoying your home also reminds you of what it is that you need to work for - the peace & assuredness that comes from knowing that you have this place to call your very own....a powerful motivator to get you back into work!

So, enjoy your sabbatical while it lasts!
Whiterays said…
Purrfectly put Shalom. Am begining to really enjoy even the mundane. :)
Honestly, I think everyone should take such a break during their careers. Gets a lot of things into the right perspective.
Iya said…
hi..came to ur page through the link on orkut..."sabbatical" and all...good..but trust me its only a matter of time before u scream out aloud...lol..
noticed the similarity between my blog and yours in terms of name an colour...
Whiterays said…
Hey Iya..nice surprise to find you on my page.

Well dats what I initially opined (on sabbaticals) too but life is never the same everyday. Its just that we got to open our minds a wee bit more and lo! there is a whole new world out to explore. :)

[Will check out your blog soon...keep stopping by]
Shree said…
Envy, envy, envy..!!!:)
Preethi said…
Blogging led me here.
Sadly all that i wanted to say has already been said :(
So, i agree with all of 'em and After nine attempts is it? a really cute post. :)
Whiterays said…
Shree: Never miss the opportunity to take a well-earned break. :)

Sathish: Well, what else do I say? Yes..{blush, blush} hehah

Preethi: Do make more such visits :)

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