Mind-Bending Patience Killer: How the 10-Minute Delivery Promise of Quick Commerce Is Quietly Rewriting Us

The build-up: This morning, my wife reminded me that, as usual, I had forgotten to order the chocolate-making compound we needed to make dry-fruit-based, homemade chocolates. As soon as she said this, my 6-year-old girl intervened, reminding us that we could order this right away via Instamart or Flipkart Minutes. By the time I recollected what had just transpired, my wife was already on the mobile app. I kept thinking about it - what level of consumerism have we reached? Even toddlers vouch for marketplaces that promise everything, at the doorstep, in minutes. Where is the charm of waiting? The arguments that follow having forgotten something are now missing because the hyper delivery ecosystem seems parked outside your home around the clock! 

Why Are Indian Hotels Stacking Floor Wipers in Washrooms?

At some point during a hotel stay in India, usually after the first shower, the guest notices something that should not feel remarkable but somehow does: a floor wiper resting in the washroom. It is not hidden, not apologetic, not tucked away as a sign of poor housekeeping. It stands plainly in view, as though it belongs there. The reaction it provokes is subtle but telling. Some guests are confused. Some feel mildly accused. Others instinctively understand its presence without quite knowing why. This small, inelegant object interrupts the fantasy that hotel bathrooms are self-sustaining spaces where water behaves, mess disappears, and labor remains invisible. The wiper insists on a different truth: water spreads, order dissolves, and someone must restore it. Its presence opens a quiet window into how cleanliness, responsibility, and comfort are culturally understood in India—not as finished states, but as ongoing acts.

Do anxious people make for more responsible, safer, or riskier drivers?

Driving is one of the few modern acts that forces the nervous system to reveal itself in public. Behind the wheel, people cannot fully mask fear, vigilance, impatience, or hesitation; the body reacts faster than identity can intervene. This is why anxiety, when it enters the driver’s seat, becomes immediately visible—not as a diagnosis, but as a posture. Some anxious drivers grip the wheel with exaggerated care, scanning mirrors obsessively, obeying rules with near-religious precision. Others falter, freeze, or make sudden, poorly timed decisions that surprise everyone involved, including themselves. The contradiction unsettles observers because anxiety is assumed to work one way: either it makes people cautious and therefore safe, or it overwhelms them and makes them dangerous. The truth is more uncomfortable. Anxiety does neither cleanly. It reshapes attention, time perception, and bodily control in ways that can protect life in one moment and endanger it in the next. To ask whether anxious people are safer drivers is to misunderstand the question. The more revealing inquiry is how anxiety reorganizes responsibility itself—turning driving into a negotiation between vigilance and overload, control and collapse.

Left or Right? Is there a preferred side for dogs and cats to sleep?

People notice how animals sleep because sleep is the only moment when performance drops away. A dog that barks confidently or a cat that patrols a room with quiet authority becomes something else entirely when asleep—unguarded, folded inward, surrendered to gravity. It is in these moments that humans begin to look for patterns: the curl of a spine, the exposure of a belly, the subtle preference for a particular side. Left or right becomes a question not of geometry but of meaning. Surely, we think, there must be a reason. And there is—but not the kind people expect. The way dogs and cats choose a sleeping side is shaped less by conscious choice than by a combination of layered instinct, neurological asymmetry, environmental trust, and the subtle calibration between safety and vulnerability. To watch an animal settle into sleep is to witness a negotiation between ancient reflexes and present comfort, one that unfolds without explanation yet invites endless interpretation.

How to work around an office colleague who is definitely a racist?

It begins quietly. A pause that lasts a little too long when you enter the room. A smirk the moment you speak. A joke sharpened to look harmless but meant to cut. A pattern of “accidental” oversights, “innocent” mispronunciations, and those peculiar compliments that sound more like ethnographic observations than praise. You don’t need a handbook to know when someone in your office is a racist — the body catches it before the intellect does. There’s a shift in the air, a microscopic tightening of your shoulders, the subtle recalibration of how you occupy space. Racism at work is rarely shouted; it’s designed to pass as professionalism, to hide beneath the sterility of corporate décor. But the body knows. It always knows. And working beside someone who carries racial contempt the way others carry a lunchbox becomes a slow, grinding form of psychological erosion. It’s the daily choreography of deciding when to respond, when to ignore, when to protect your sanity, and when to protect your job. Across cultures and centuries, humans have learned how to live near those who view them as lesser — but the office compresses that experience into an eight-hour performance of patience, calculation, and restraint. To navigate a racist colleague is to walk the fault line between survival and dignity, between diplomacy and self-respect, between the need to remain employed and the human instinct to resist degradation.

11 Things That Indians Don’t Appreciate About UPI Pay

There was a time when money had a face, a texture, and a smell faintly reminiscent of paan and human contact. You handed over a note, made eye contact, said “keep the change,” and felt momentarily generous before regretting it. Then came UPI. Now, India’s social fabric runs on QR codes. You could survive an entire day without uttering a word, just pointing your phone at glowing squares like some techno-priest offering digital prayers. It’s fast, efficient, and faintly depressing. What’s funny—and deeply human—is how little we appreciate what UPI has quietly done to us. It has erased guilt, sterilized gratitude, and mechanized kindness. It has also turned us into obsessive accountants of our own daily lives, refresh-button addicts who equate beeps with belonging. UPI didn’t just revolutionize payments; it rewired Indian psychology. And it’s time we acknowledge what we’ve lost between the pings.

A Germophobic, You Used Bathroom Towels By Mistake – How to Redeem Your Sanitization Now?

You step out of the shower, steam curling around your ears, skin freshly scrubbed and dripping clean. The towel rack hangs nearby, and without thinking, you grab what you assume is your fresh towel. Seconds later, your body stiffens. That wasn’t your towel. That was the one used by someone else, maybe after they washed their face, maybe after they dried their hands from the bathroom sink. A flush of panic spreads. For most people, this might earn a shrug. For someone with germophobia, it sets off alarms as if the sanctity of their entire body has been violated. This is not a trivial overreaction. Germophobia—or contamination-related OCD—rewires the mind to interpret harmless accidents as catastrophic breaches of safety. A towel is no longer fabric; it is a carrier of unseen armies of microbes, imagined threats multiplying in seconds. The question becomes desperate: how do I cleanse myself now? But to understand how to redeem such “contamination” requires more than sanitizer. It requires insight into the psychology of fear, the science of germs, and humanity’s long history of purification rituals. Only then can one calm both skin and psyche.

Why the Wrong Towel Feels Like a Catastrophe

At the heart of germophobia is not dirt itself but the idea of contamination. Psychologists note that the fear is often “magical” rather than scientific. If someone with OCD touches a doorknob, their anxiety spikes not because they logically believe the knob is dripping with anthrax but because their brain treats it as inherently “dirty.” Once contact is made, contamination feels permanent, spreading from finger to arm to entire body. The same happens with towels. A shared towel feels like a sponge of invisible fluids: sweat, saliva, bacteria. The germophobic brain doesn’t pause to calculate risk; it floods with alarm. This explains why such episodes provoke more distress than genuine exposure events like touching money or sitting on a subway seat. The bathroom is coded as a “contamination zone,” so a towel linked to it feels catastrophic. Researchers call this thought-action fusion. The belief is that touching something “dirty” automatically makes one dirty, regardless of context. A split-second mistake becomes a crisis of identity: “I am no longer clean.” This inner rupture explains why such a small error spirals into panic for the germophobic.

Science of Towels and Germs — What Really Happens?

Now for the less emotional, more biological side. Are towels really that dangerous? Research suggests that bathroom towels can indeed harbor bacteria if they are damp and reused often. A study from the University of Arizona found that nearly 90% of bathroom hand towels carried coliform bacteria, and 14% had E. coli. Towels left in humid bathrooms become breeding grounds, especially if not washed frequently. But here’s the nuance: for a healthy individual, the risk of infection is minimal. Your skin is not a passive sponge; it is an organ with layers of protection, oils, and immune defenses. Most bacteria on towels are the same microbes already present on your skin. Unless the towel has come into direct contact with bodily fluids or someone with an infectious condition, the likelihood of catching an illness is exceedingly low. The gulf between perceived and actual risk is massive. The germophobic brain inflates risk until the towel feels like a biohazard. In reality, a shower after accidental use or even a rinse with soap suffices. Science reassures; psychology resists. This is why managing such moments isn’t just about washing—it’s about soothing a mind convinced of catastrophe.

Fear, Purity, and the Human Psyche

The fear of contamination is ancient. Germophobia, though clinically defined only in the last century, echoes humanity’s oldest anxieties around purity. Across civilizations, purity and impurity were moral categories as much as hygienic ones. In Hindu dharma, ritual baths in the Ganga cleanse not just dirt but spiritual pollution. In Islam, wudu (ablution) before prayer is both a physical wash and a spiritual reset. The Romans built elaborate baths not merely for hygiene but for symbolic renewal. Even in Christianity, baptism is a form of washing away contamination. What germophobia amplifies is this primal human obsession with purity. A bathroom towel mishap triggers a crisis that feels larger than hygiene: a rupture in moral or bodily sanctity. Anthropologists like Mary Douglas, in her seminal work Purity and Danger, argued that dirt is “matter out of place.” Towels are supposed to dry you; when a used one touches you, it becomes dirt out of place, collapsing the symbolic order. This explains why germophobic anxiety feels both irrational and deeply human. It taps into a collective subconscious where contamination is chaos and cleansing is redemption.

Learned Helplessness vs. Control in Germophobic Episodes

When someone with germophobia realizes they’ve touched the “wrong” towel, a sense of helplessness often follows. It’s not simply “I touched it,” but “Now I can’t undo it.” This mirrors the concept of learned helplessness in psychology: repeated exposure to uncontrollable situations trains the brain to stop resisting, sinking into panic or passivity. Control becomes the antidote. Washing, sanitizing, or scrubbing restores a sense of agency, even if the actual risk was negligible. The relief is not about germs being gone but about anxiety being silenced. Unfortunately, this cycle of fear–ritual–relief is the very loop that entrenches OCD. Each time one redeems sanitization through ritual, the brain learns: “My fear was valid, my ritual necessary.” Breaking this loop requires balance. Some ritual is fine—re-wash if it calms you—but learning to stop before compulsion takes over is essential. Without this balance, the wrong towel becomes the day’s defining catastrophe, trapping the sufferer in endless loops of washing.

Immediate Coping Strategies — Redeeming Sanitization

• So, what should you actually do after using a bathroom towel by mistake?
• Rewash Quickly if You Must: If the anxiety is overwhelming, take a short rinse. Make it deliberate, not frantic.
• Use a Sanitizing Step: Apply a light antiseptic body wash or sanitizer for hands if the towel touched limited areas.
• Reset Through Breath: After the ritual, sit and do three minutes of deep breathing. Inhale four counts, hold two, exhale six. This shifts the nervous system from panic (sympathetic) to calm (parasympathetic).
• Self-Talk: Remind yourself, “The towel is not a toxin. My skin is designed to protect me.” Cognitive reframing helps weaken catastrophic thinking.
• Stop the Spiral: Avoid repeating rituals. Once done, refuse the urge to wash again.

In practice, redeeming sanitization is less about scrubbing the body and more about calming the mind. Once control is asserted, the panic subsides.

Rituals Across Cultures That Mirror Germophobic Cleansing

What germophobic people feel today has long been expressed through cultural purification rituals. These serve as collective coping strategies for contamination anxiety.

• Islam: Ablution (wudu) before prayer, involving washing hands, mouth, nose, face, arms, head, and feet, resets not just the body but the spirit.
• Hinduism: Post-funeral baths symbolize washing away contact with death’s pollution. Daily ablutions in rivers sanctify the body before rituals.
• Judaism: The mikveh bath represents ritual purification after menstruation or impurity.
• Shinto in Japan: Water-based rituals (misogi) cleanse both physical and spiritual contamination.
• Christianity: Holy water at church entrances and baptism rituals frame cleanliness as rebirth.

These show that the desire to “redeem” cleanliness is ancient and widespread. The germophobic towel panic is, in a sense, a modern secular version of these timeless fears.

When Ritual Becomes a Trap

The danger arises when cleansing rituals stop being a relief and become prisons. Compulsive handwashing until skin cracks, multiple showers daily, bleaching towels after every touch—these behaviors worsen distress in the long run. Cognitive-behavioral therapy (CBT) for OCD emphasizes exposure and response prevention (ERP): facing small contamination events and resisting the ritual. For example, intentionally touching a shared towel, then waiting out the anxiety without washing, teaches the brain that disaster doesn’t follow. Over time, this weakens the contamination reflex. For germophobics, the bathroom towel incident is an accidental ERP. The challenge is to survive the panic without endless scrubbing. If achieved, it becomes a small victory. If not, it deepens the ritual trap.

Reframing the Towel Incident — It’s About the Mind, Not the Microbes

The final redemption lies in reframing. A towel may carry bacteria, but most are harmless. The danger isn’t infection—it’s interpretation. Germophobia magnifies risk into moral collapse. But just as cultures built rituals to soothe fear, individuals can build reframes:

“This towel does not undo my shower.”

“My skin protects me.”

“Cleanliness is in my care, not in my panic.”

Ultimately, it is less about sanitization and more about serenity. Redeeming oneself after the towel mistake is not washing harder but learning that the mind’s fear, not the fabric, needs cleansing.

Reflection

A germophobic panic over bathroom towels may seem absurd to outsiders, but it is the modern echo of humanity’s ancient battle with purity and contamination. From the Ganga to Roman baths, from wudu to chlorine, humans have always sought redemption after defilement. Germophobia simply personalizes it, amplifying one towel into a battlefield. The true exercise of redemption lies not in soap but in psychology. To redeem your sanitization is to accept that the body is resilient, the skin a fortress, and the mind capable of calm. The towel is not an enemy—it is a test. And every test survived is a step toward freedom from fear.

References

• University of Arizona towel bacteria study – https://uanews.arizona.edu/story/germs-love-damp-towels
• CDC – Hygiene and shared towel risks – https://www.cdc.gov/healthywater/hygiene/towels.html
• American Psychiatric Association – OCD contamination subtype – https://www.psychiatry.org/patients-families/ocd/what-is-obsessive-compulsive-disorder
• Mayo Clinic – Germophobia and compulsive behaviors – https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/ocd/symptoms-causes/syc-20354432
• Douglas, Mary. Purity and Danger – 1966
• WHO – Hand hygiene and cultural practices – https://www.who.int/publications/i/item/who-guidelines-on-hand-hygiene-in-health-care
• Harvard Health – Coping with OCD rituals – https://www.health.harvard.edu/mind-and-mood/when-to-worry-about-habits
• Islam – Wudu purification practices – https://sunnah.com/bukhari:159
• Hindu dharma rituals – https://www.sacred-texts.com/hin/index.htm
• Judaism – Mikveh bath purification – https://www.myjewishlearning.com/article/mikveh/
• Shinto purification (misogi) – https://www.britannica.com/topic/misogi
• Christianity – Baptism and holy water symbolism – https://www.catholic.com/encyclopedia/baptism
• Journal of Anxiety Disorders – ERP therapy for OCD – https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/
• NIH – Cortisol, stress, and rituals – https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC5573739/
• Cognitive reframing in anxiety treatment – https://www.apa.org/monitor/2017/07/anxiety
• National Institute of Mental Health – Contamination fears – https://www.nimh.nih.gov
• British Journal of Psychology – Thought-action fusion – https://bpspsychub.onlinelibrary.wiley.com
• Indian Journal of Psychiatry – Rituals and contamination anxiety – https://journals.lww.com/indianjpsychiatry
• WHO – Obsessive compulsive behaviors in the global context – https://www.who.int/health-topics/obsessive-compulsive-disorder
• Scientific American – Why rituals reduce anxiety – https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/why-rituals-work/

Men: Ever Read About Tampons?

This really isn't much of a discussion. It is a spontaneous thought/thing that I thought just might prove helpful to my species, i.e. the lesser-informed men. My default browser is set to Firefox and every time I open it, the organic feed provides me some interesting articles. These are content pieces without the usual spicy, Instagram-trending refuse that is fed to our smartphones every day. These are slightly better, more likely to be researched type of content pieces that pour in via the Pocket application that Firefox offers. Today, the same thing happened, and among the first set of recommendations was this article:

The Pandemic Fear was Inside our Home [when someone tests positive]

My father just got his first shot of the vaccine after waiting out his recovery from what has now become an integral part of our lives - the Coronavirus. While I was making a reminder of the date on which he would be getting his second shot, memories of the first couple of days when my father tested positive rushed in. This happened on April 17th, 2020 - last year. He had been feeling a bit heavy in the head for a few days, and like many folks, his mask-wearing etiquette was rather questionable. He has always been someone proud of his immunity, the fact that he played cricket from the school to club level despite all the hardships, and he would never take a sick leave from his workplace [CITIBANK - the CITI never sleeps]. He did not have the reserves of energy to collect the pathology report, and with my bits-and-piece knowledge about the healthcare genre, I was trusted to gather it and confirm that he wasn't infected - we were rather sure about it. My father, falling ill? A smart betting man would never invest in this preposterous theory!

A really bad attempt at rhyming during the Pandemic...

2021: when birthdays aren’t ‘Less’ than any reason to celebrate!

The emptiness outside screamed at us, but it was voiceless,

Lives that have been turned upside down, seem countless.

The perennial worriers are learning how to be fearless,

Life-from-home helped those reconnect who were faithless.

Masked people still try to look good despite being rendered faceless,

Keeping distances nurtured human connections but they were nameless.

As death came knocking in our neighborhood, the circus of life seemed pointless,

The poorest among us were those without friends and not those who were penniless.

While we try to forget what has happened during this time, finding ways not to get restless,

The lessons learned and the memories created will forever remain priceless.

Beakers to Coffee Mugs - mini planters all over...!

It is true that I do suffer from a bit of planter obsessiveness. For starters, I am obsessive by nature, and with the work-from-home lifestyle in full gear now, the tendency to overdo, over-commit, overthink, and over-imagine is in full gear. So, the planter thing is in full swing right now. These days, the mind is more likely to convert ex-cups and former bowls into mini planters. These guys have lost their primary motive to carry on. They are no longer trusted with carrying our favorite beverage and are looked down upon, like folks who are about to be sentenced. Just like prison reforms bring about a second chance for many, I represent a new light for them, engaging them in new pursuits, giving some purpose to their now meaningless existence. The result is everything from bar beakers and teacups being recycled into mini planters. While I have managed to put a few drainage holes, some remain in their original form, without any reform done for drainage's sake. My favorite plant for these largely indoor planters is the snake plant, particularly in its dwarf form. I am now grooming a collection of such planters that are already in use, some that are up next for use, and others that are being prepped for their second innings. In this form, they will be able to hold up their head for a much longer time, at least until my almost 2-year-old toddler does not get handy with them. I have taken the opportunity of using a bit of aquarium sand and small, colored pebbles for a slightly artsy touch. Put together, they look creative, slightly cute, and remain highly useful. I am sharing just two images from this collection and promise to keep adding a few more as and when I fill them up with growth-hungry plants...

Some Thoughts about Salads Not Getting Enough Mainstream Attention

It is hard to point out when salads attained the importance they demand these days, since every cuisine in the world would have obviously interacted with vegetables and fruits in a just-about-raw state with a little seasoning. Again, the history of cooking wouldn't be impossible without experimenting with foods in a less-cooked way. Somewhere down the line, salads became an acquired taste, a dining table vital that is now synonymous with modern living. Nearly every cuisine would realize the importance of including some herbs in their food and the herbal purity is best consumed in a form that is not barbequed or deep fried - making salads an easy medium of catching up with those micro and macronutrients that cannot be included at all times in a rushed lifestyle irrespective of where you are catching up with the deadlines - at home, school, or the workplace.

A Little Bit About Salad History | Salad Evolution

While arguments continue over the Greek or Roman origins of the salad, it is perhaps in the Americas where the art of salad making, dressing, presenting, and consuming took on a more serious role. There are so many salad history books that were trending in the Americas more than 100 years ago and in today's comparison, it was like hash-tagging the salad, and celebrating every type of salad, ranging from the candle salad to the chef's special salad and salads so elaborate, it would not be wrong to refer to them as a main course or proper food! Through these stages of salad's evolution, something became a bit blurred, too. Salads were presented like the native salad, salads in a salad section, salads as a side dish, salad dressings, tossed-up fresh produce, and salads that came in a bowl, on platters, and those fortified with meats and things that were far, far away from being fresh from the farm or being herbal.

Did salad lose its originality while it slowly became more mainstream? People making enormous sandwiches started referring to the option of a salad dressing, taking away the very concept of the salad accompanying your meal. Today, the salad is no longer just a leafy green; it is also animated, colorful in the most shocking manner, and often, unbelievably expensive. But this is not about borrowing notes from a salad historian. This is about one aspect of salads that did not mature enough back then and even now - salads not being packed, retailed, and accepted as an on-the-go meal option, as a small tiffin, or as a mini-meal. While many have tried to do it, most have missed the mark, infusing too many spices, condiments, or flowing rivers of cheese in the final product. The leafy-green identity of the salad needs to be maintained. It can borrow shades of blood red from a goofy beetroot, but it cannot drip olive oil or creamy sauces. Finding some pieces of chicken in the salad bowl is a good thing, a bit of culinary adventure trip where the meat-finding equipment seems to find something in between the bites - some salad gold-digging that makes it all the more interesting.

All Salads are Not Created Equal | More Salad Culture Inputs

The problem is closer to home, rather than blaming it all on changing consumer mindsets or restaurants trying to sell more salad boxes. Salads come without the lineage that they deserve. It is hard to find a book that clearly dictates how finely chopped the green leafy vegetables and fruits should be to make every salad bite-sized, easy to pack away for on-the-go nibbling or even filling up when the only other option is a greasy wrap or an unseasonal fruit without any real flavor. It was watching Seinfeld that helped me understand the scope of salads being eaten as a mini-meal, as something that can be ordered, and obviously, salads have been a mainstream dine-in option across America. However, the pattern here in India is rather different. I don't recall any of the food ordering apps showcasing ordering salads as a popular option. Even more feeble is the response when trying to talk to a restaurant or a service provider about personalizing the salad. Essentially, salads are still an afterthought when it comes to ordering food or dining in, often disregarded as compared to the larger, bigger, and more proper meal. Clearly, the salad culture is not to be found everywhere - honestly, my interpretation and expectations from salad are along the lines of some seasoned onions and salted tomatoes, which are by far the poorer cousin of the wholesome salads served elsewhere.

Perhaps All Cuisines Don't Warrant Proper Salads on the Side

I also believe that some cuisines are inherently drawn towards underplaying or building up the salad. For instance, oriental cuisines seem to have so much semi-fried and almost raw greens on the side. I have seen folks from this part of the world gulp down octopuses and shrimps and crabs dipped in animatedly red sauces, followed by a few bites of leafy greens on the side. Similarly, a lot of their steaming bowl preparations are naturally high in bringing together many types of greens, taking away the criticality of salads being served in a standalone manner. Compare this with the subcontinent, where the meals are high on starch and carbohydrates with lots of cereal, and it seems like salads are needed to ensure the fiber content of the meal and the alkalinity of the intestines is maintained.

I am pretty sure that most people would not know about the five basic types of salads despite the information being easily available via an online search. The basic understanding is usually along the lines of salads in the form of tossed salads, salads with vegetables only, salads with fruits, and combination salads that can get very creative. A peep into salad culture also suggests that salads can be served throughout a main course meal, ensuring a more apt type of salad accompanies the main course or even the dessert! I believe that it is not about the lack of awareness about the role of salads from a nutritional and health care perspective or underselling it that keeps it away from becoming a routinely ordered or consumed food, at par with ordering a burger or getting a BBQ platter customized. It just hasn't been packaged well enough. Salads need to evolve and surpass the perception of being predictable.

Simplifying Salads to Make Them More Commonly Ordered and Explored

They need to be presented in a manner that makes it easy to consume the leafy mix from a box, even when catching up with a meal in the car or in the backseat of a cab. People often complain about the challenges of serving salads since so many ingredients need to be fresh, and this is where better preservation methods need to enter the picture to ensure that takeaway salad bowls and boxes can last for the entire day on the vendor's premises without fussing over the weather or the humidity levels. The perception of some traditional salad types, such as appetizer salads, also needs to be challenged. It is hard to find people who routinely gorge on salads before starting a lunch or supper - salads cannot be just a precursor to a traditional meal. Chefs and food vending brands need to start offering options like some bread or slices that can accompany each salad box to allow people to have some fun in creating their own salad-focused meals. Food bloggers could also talk a bit more about the cause of salads being termed in a simpler way, such as protein salads, seasonal salads, salad meals, high-fiber salads, and exotic salads. This just might help more people understand what they are about to order and take away the high-street aura of salads, easing the leafy greens into everyday lifestyles...

Why eating a heavy lunch at your workplace can backfire?

Most healthcare experts seem to agree that eating a heavy lunch is not a good idea because it can cause a variety of negative effects on your body and mind. For starters, consuming a big meal at one time takes away the chance of snacking healthy and responsibly throughout the working day - critical when snacking is a part of your arsenal to keep away workplace laziness and fight off the sluggishness associated with being seated in a demarcated area every day. But there is a lot more...

First off, when you consume a massive meal, your digestive system can go haywire. Think discomfort, bloating, indigestion, and heartburn. It's like a carnival inside your tummy, and not in a fun way. Plus, your poor digestive system has to work overtime to handle all that food, making it harder for your body to absorb the nutrients it needs. Bummer, right? Next, heavy meals can be a one-way ticket to Weight Gain City. Especially if you're chowing down on calorie-loaded, fatty goodies. That extra weight can lead to some serious health issues, like diabetes, hypertension, and heart disease. But wait, there's more! When you feast on a hefty meal, your blood sugar can shoot up like a rocket, only to crash and burn later on. That rollercoaster ride messes with your energy levels, leaving you feeling tired, sluggish, and pretty darn grumpy. Say goodbye to being a productivity superstar.

And let's not forget about poor nutrient absorption. When you shovel too much food into your face at once, your body can struggle to get all the good stuff it needs. That means you might end up lacking important nutrients, which can mess with your overall health. Last but not least, heavy meals can be like a VIP ticket to Chronic Diseaseville. If you're constantly indulging in meals packed with saturated fats, trans fats, and added sugars, you're increasing your risk of things like heart disease, type 2 diabetes, and certain cancers. So, let's bring it home to your workplace. Eating a heavy lunch there can backfire in more ways than one. First off, it's a one-way ticket to Snoozeville. You'll be fighting off the Zzz monster instead of tackling your tasks like a boss. Blame it on all that blood rushing to your stomach, trying to digest that massive meal. Talk about a buzzkill.

Then there's the discomfort and bloating. Picture yourself trying to focus in a meeting while feeling like you swallowed a watermelon. Yeah, not exactly a recipe for success. That stuffed feeling can make it hard to sit at your desk, too. It's like your stomach is staging a revolt, complete with gas and all. And let's not forget the weight gain. Stuffing your face with a ton of food can lead to extra pounds creeping up on you. And trust me, those pounds don't play nice. They bring along their friends, like obesity, diabetes, hypertension, and heart disease. You definitely don't want to party with that crowd.

Oh, and did I mention the afternoon energy crash? That heavy lunch can mess with your glucose levels, leaving you feeling like a deflated balloon. Good luck making smart decisions, staying focused, or keeping your cool. It's like your brain checked out early for a vacation, and it's leaving you to deal with the consequences. To avoid this lunchtime disaster, here's the deal: opt for a balanced meal with plenty of fruits, veggies, lean proteins, and whole grains. And hey, watch those portion sizes! Don't go overboard. It's also a good idea to have smaller meals throughout the day instead of one mega meal. That way, you'll keep your energy levels steady and avoid the chaos of a heavy lunch.

Things I can say with surety about these 'Perpetual Borrowers'....winners and sinners at the same time.

Ready to adapt: this couple didn't seek the most comfortable environment for raising a family. They were ready to use whatever little space was available. And this plot of nesting land, too did came with plenty of distractions and lots of intrusions. However, their family has settled in rather well. They ensured picking a spot that provided comprehensive coverage against the sun and rain. What seems like a combination of living room and bedroom, their one-room accommodation comes sans any pretensions. They think that the iron pipe in the background is their idea of home decor, and the ugly remains of a shoddy cement job, once done, represent the landscaping. Overall, if this were a home-to-rent deal, nobody would have bought it. But like true borrowers, this couple overlooked all the possibly not-so-great things and chose to set up their nesting headquarters amid the ugliness.

Unaffected by Corona: while there is mayhem around us, with being constantly updated about the number of folks infected, recovered, and a lot more permutations in the mix, this couple has no qualms about hopping around, without any mask, without any sense of apprehension about what is happening to the world. It seems this avian family member has its priorities set absolutely right. Its nesting space is a picture of peace amid the pandemic chaos. The routine is equally simple. Play watch-guard, gather food, take food to the young ones, and take turns to ensure no unwanted access is granted.

Borrowing is not that bad: my childhood was rich with constant reminders about becoming self-sufficient and reliant but here I have tenants who don't pay, don't give a damn about occupying a piece of property that isn't leased or rented to them, and borrow at will. The bread crumbs seem like breakfast. The small droplets of water seem to quench their thirst. The balcony corridor is the perfect arena for vent-out fights. The small twigs of my balcony garden are the arsenal to build up the nesting space. My borrowers have no sense of shame about it. They will visit the last site of borrowing crimes until they have borrowed more than what is needed. In the process, they have managed to lay to waste a couple of our planters and have beaten the life out of some overgrown aloe vera branches. Borrowers by intent? Very much, without remorse, with utmost clarity. And yes, they have found a voluntary feeding hand with my wife often throwing chips of leftover rotis - not sure how that is helping the cause of not letting these squatters get more habitual about transgressing our property!

Cleanliness is a perimeter thing: one thing I have learned about the pigeon lifestyle is that they can really heap on the crap, the real thing, but they keep it away from their headquarters. While our homes, roofs, window coverings, and balcony fences need to be regularly cleaned to get rid of this constant supply of pigeon shit, the perimeter around their unlawful nesting area is spotless. There are no drying or moist grey & white specks. The plan seems pretty clear - let us live clean individually and smuggle out our mess to the rest of the world.

SO Hate Me for Carrying One…somewhere in my daily gear

This might sound contorted and tweaked in the most pessimistic way, but the opinionated demographic that I have repeatedly interacted with at workplaces suggests that this is by far the most common perception. A safety pin has been with me at various stages of my life, usually pinned into my schoolbag or college gear by my mom. What once started as an irritating habit that she could not let go of slowly turned into something I started associating with her. I have come across safety pins to be ultra-handy at my work desk, in everyday life situations, when traveling, and when preparing myself for a day of repairs at home. Still, the usual perception is skewed and unreasonable in the most comprehensive way. It seems like the work communities I'm talking about are inspired by how I relate a safety pin in my office drawer as a connecting medium with childhood memories and perhaps as a part of everyday life management. For me, it happens to be a very versatile tool. I have never been ashamed of spotting one in the depths of my office carry. The opinions associated with a man carrying it are the symptoms of a much larger problem. I would call them downstream symptoms of some things engraved in our mindset during our growing-up years. Is this about being urbanized or culturally well-endowed? Certainly not! 

BEYOND PERSONAL OPINIONS: SHARING SOME INFORMATION ABOUT THIS SUBJECT GATHERED FROM THE WEB

What is the history of safety pins?

The safety pin is a simple but versatile fastening device that has been used for thousands of years. The earliest known safety pins were made by the ancient Greeks and Romans, who used fibula, a type of safety pin, to secure their clothing. These pins were made of bronze or other metals and were often decorated with intricate designs. During the 19th century, the safety pin as we know it today was developed. Walter Hunt, an American inventor, is credited with creating the first modern safety pin in 1849. He intended to use the device as a way to secure the clothing of his children; however, he sold the rights to the invention for $400 to pay off a debt. In the late 19th century, safety pins began to be mass-produced and became widely available. They were used for a variety of purposes, including fastening clothing and diapers, and even as a tool for sewing and crafts. Safety pins have also been used as a fashion statement and symbol of rebellion. In the 1970s, punk rockers in London began wearing safety pins as a symbol of their anti-establishment attitude. The safety pin has since been used as a symbol of counterculture, punk rock, and rebellion. In more recent times, safety pins have also been used as a symbol of solidarity with marginalized groups, particularly immigrants and people of color.

Which celebrity was once famous for the controversial safety pin dress?

The celebrity who was once famous for wearing a controversial safety pin dress is Elizabeth Hurley. She wore a black Versace dress held together with large gold safety pins to the premiere of "Four Weddings and a Funeral" in 1994. The dress was designed by Gianni Versace, who collaborated with Elizabeth Hurley on the design of the dress. The dress was widely reported in the media and was considered a daring and provocative fashion statement at the time. It helped to establish Elizabeth Hurley as a fashion icon and helped to launch her career as an actress.

Are safety pins included in camping gear?

Safety pins are not typically considered a standard item in camping gear, but they can be useful for a variety of purposes while camping. They can be used to repair tears in clothing or gear, secure tarps or other coverings, hang clothes or gear, secure tent poles, and more. They are small, lightweight, and easy to pack, so they can be a handy item to bring along on a camping trip. Some outdoor gear stores also sell specially designed camping safety pins, which are more durable and rust-resistant than regular safety pins, making them more suitable for outdoor use.

Can you carry safety pins aboard an international flight?

Safety pins are generally considered to be safe items to bring aboard an international flight. They are not considered to be weapons or hazardous materials, and they are not restricted items. They can be packed in your carry-on or checked baggage without any issues. However, it's important to note that each airline and airport has its own set of security rules, so it's always a good idea to check with your airline or the Transportation Security Administration (TSA) before your flight to make sure that there are no restrictions or special requirements for carrying safety pins. It's also worth mentioning that, as with any item, safety pins should be packed in a manner that does not pose a risk to other passengers or the aircraft, for example, it's not advisable to pack them in a way that could cause injury.

Is there a cartoon or animation figure inspired by safety pins?

I couldn't find any specific cartoon or animation character inspired by safety pins. However, it's worth noting that safety pins have been used in various ways in popular culture, and it's possible that some fictional characters have been depicted using or wearing safety pins as part of their design. Safety pins have been used as a symbol of counterculture and punk rock, and as a symbol of solidarity with marginalized groups, and some characters in comics, movies, or video games may have been depicted wearing safety pins as a nod to these associations.