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"I don't question our existence
I just question our modern needs "

- Garden, Pearl Jam

A suggestion. Play that song as you clean your wardrobe. Helps immensely ! i just did that...
Regular readers of this blog know that I am in the habit of throwing my clothes out of the window !

Coming back to the narrative, I found myself gaping at the variety of junk that had made its way into my cupboard. Well, there were a couple of saris "gifted" by relatives, kurtas which mocked my eating habits, a pair of jeans which seemed to have resurrected itself to laugh derisively at my dream of shedding those extra kilos. And alas ! skirts that remind me of my "single" status. They somehow never get along with the married me !
Then were t-shirts, shorts, track pants all suffering from an acute deficiency of vitamin D Anyway, the song playing in the background just pushed me do what I like doing best- give away stuff that I had not used in the last year or so.

Strangely the newly made space in my cupboard does not tempt me enough to go shopping. Guess the song continues to play in my mind.

Cheers !

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