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Time for another year...

As the countdown begins to step into another year, I start making resolutions mentally.


This is a tradition that I have followed every year. I keep some, I break many, what's the fun if you don't break any resolutions?! Like my son loves to quote these days "rules are meant to be broken"

> Health tops my list this year... I cannot afford to neglect it again. I will do whatever it takes to keep myself fit and fine.

>To be more active, in terms of cooking, juicing etc.. need to take out that juicer and use it.

> I want to learn something this year, have short listed few things, I hope I manage to tick it off my list this year.

> I should try and blog more, if not weekly, at least monthly.

> Quit sugar completely. Or at least bring it down to half teaspoon

> Reduce my gadget time, especially the phone. I told myself I will do it in 2016 also, never did it really.

> Spend better time with my son. Should really move my a**, and do stuff with him.

> To maintain my dignity while dealing with tough situations. And learn to give a rat's ass to people who don't matter..

> Learn to say NO, and to stick to it.

My list is ready! While I am sure I will keep adding as the year starts, this is done for now. Am lucky to see another year...

After a battle of almost a year and a half, I am looking forward to 2017...

A year of hope, a year of new beginnings...

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