Break

A Monday sans its typical blues. It has rained for a few minutes right in the morning, leaving it lush and vivacious , accentuating the already colourful flowers with more colour. 

No official to-do’s for the day, not an iota of work to be worried about. Watching the rain is a great thing to do by itself. Also sang Ilayaraja’s Vaan Megam song along with the rain, no one can hear anyway, for the sound of the rain is louder.

The Sunday mood can afford to linger on. Also, The Fool’s Garden song plays in my head…”am sitting here in a boring room, it’s just another rainy Sunday afternoon…”

Evidently, am on a break. Sign-offs and Hand-offs done right before I left from work on Friday night. Passing the baton over to some responsible caretakers in the team, who stand by me through thick and thin. Not to mention A Tremendously supportive management team and client partner (one who extends beyond work relationships) - now that’s some culture worth creating, for it’s solid and withstands the test of time, through honesty, trust and commitment. It would only do you good, after all. It’s not so much about getting favors or anything, just that it makes life a lot easier in general. It’s definitely worth trying if you haven’t tried it yet. 

Okay so with this kind of support, it’s certainly worth taking a break, and passing over all your responsibilities, only to take on something even bigger, a journey that’s about to commence (any moment perhaps), rightly matching up to the name of the month as well - MAY. 

There are sabbaticals, and then there are short breaks which working people normally indulge in. This one to me though, is my maiden break from work, ever since 18 (when I first began my career). There was a lump in my throat when I left from work on Friday, for it turned out to be quite an emotional sign-off, with wishes pouring in, genuinely, for my safety first. 

After all, embarking into a break to take on motherhood on full throttle, is worth mentioning, isn’t it? 

You’d first need to mentally and physically prep yourself up for the big game, taking it slowly, but steadily; turning a deaf ear to too much hype and listen to your already, developing motherly instincts instead. 

So here I am, standing right in the middle-ground, waiting to pop, treading slowly into the 9th, trying to make every single day towards motherhood count. A worthy break, before a tiny little being steals all my time!