This is in response to Shen's post with the same topic which can be read here - Some habits wont die.
Each one of us will have many such habits, I believe. Let me start with my school days. When I switched from pencil to pen in my fourth standard, I had the habit of always carrying the pen in hand. Even while playing it used to be in my hand. This continued for more than 6 months, after which it stopped, and I do not remember how. In those days, I also had the habit of counting the number of items in my bag once in every period, so as to make sure that I didnt miss anything till that time.
In my high school, while going to school, I got into the habit of praying to all the Gods and temples - irrespective of the religion (even now I believe that all Gods are one and the same, and that they exhibit polymorphism :-)...) - on the road, just by turning towards that temple and having a quick prayer. Also in my high school days, I had the habit of having a quick prayer to God once in every one hour and this habit lasted for around 3 years and I do not remember how it dis-appeared.
Wiping any item(electronic & non-electronic) regularly and keeping them in show-room condition till its last day, is a habit that continues till this day. In the initial days of my career, I had a small piece of cloth in my bag, with which I used to wipe the monitor of the system and then start my work. Despite my serious attempts, these days, my little friends quickly push any item out of the show-room condition.
While I was in my eighth standard, one day on seeing me a bit dull, my dad asked me go around the place in cycle, to get refreshed. That started the habit what I call as "rounds" - going around the places without stopping and without any target or agenda. Now bike & car have replaced the cycle, but still the habit of "rounds" continues and it is more fun when my friend and little friends accompany.
While at college, during the first semester, I found that many in hostel were going to the nearby temple on the previous evening of the exam. I also went with one of my hostel mate, and thus got into the habit of going to temple before the exams.
At one point in my life, I got so depressed and started searching for the meaning of my life and the reason for my existence. I started roaming here and there. During that time, one day I went to Srirangam and visited the God Renganatha, where I felt complete calmness and peacefulness in my mind, which started the habit of visiting Srirangam whenever I get a chance. And everytime I get the same feeling and even now when I get depressed I think of him in mind and it goes away. Also when I saw him in the Trivandrum Padmanabhaswamy temple, I got the same feeling.
Recently my friend says that I use more of the Madras slang when I speak and that it doesnt look(or sound???) nice. I wantedly learnt that slang, and think more of it got into my vocabulary. And the same is the reason that I avoid talking in Tamil in office with colleagues and especially with my bosses.
I had the habit of using ink pens for my regular work too. Recently I moved to ball pens. Still thinking about switching back to ink pens. Let me see.
There are many more in the list, some of them known only to my friend, and some only to my close friends, and some only to me, which cannot be dis-closed here :-).
And thank you Shen for the open invitation.
Each one of us will have many such habits, I believe. Let me start with my school days. When I switched from pencil to pen in my fourth standard, I had the habit of always carrying the pen in hand. Even while playing it used to be in my hand. This continued for more than 6 months, after which it stopped, and I do not remember how. In those days, I also had the habit of counting the number of items in my bag once in every period, so as to make sure that I didnt miss anything till that time.
In my high school, while going to school, I got into the habit of praying to all the Gods and temples - irrespective of the religion (even now I believe that all Gods are one and the same, and that they exhibit polymorphism :-)...) - on the road, just by turning towards that temple and having a quick prayer. Also in my high school days, I had the habit of having a quick prayer to God once in every one hour and this habit lasted for around 3 years and I do not remember how it dis-appeared.
Wiping any item(electronic & non-electronic) regularly and keeping them in show-room condition till its last day, is a habit that continues till this day. In the initial days of my career, I had a small piece of cloth in my bag, with which I used to wipe the monitor of the system and then start my work. Despite my serious attempts, these days, my little friends quickly push any item out of the show-room condition.
While I was in my eighth standard, one day on seeing me a bit dull, my dad asked me go around the place in cycle, to get refreshed. That started the habit what I call as "rounds" - going around the places without stopping and without any target or agenda. Now bike & car have replaced the cycle, but still the habit of "rounds" continues and it is more fun when my friend and little friends accompany.
While at college, during the first semester, I found that many in hostel were going to the nearby temple on the previous evening of the exam. I also went with one of my hostel mate, and thus got into the habit of going to temple before the exams.
At one point in my life, I got so depressed and started searching for the meaning of my life and the reason for my existence. I started roaming here and there. During that time, one day I went to Srirangam and visited the God Renganatha, where I felt complete calmness and peacefulness in my mind, which started the habit of visiting Srirangam whenever I get a chance. And everytime I get the same feeling and even now when I get depressed I think of him in mind and it goes away. Also when I saw him in the Trivandrum Padmanabhaswamy temple, I got the same feeling.
Recently my friend says that I use more of the Madras slang when I speak and that it doesnt look(or sound???) nice. I wantedly learnt that slang, and think more of it got into my vocabulary. And the same is the reason that I avoid talking in Tamil in office with colleagues and especially with my bosses.
I had the habit of using ink pens for my regular work too. Recently I moved to ball pens. Still thinking about switching back to ink pens. Let me see.
There are many more in the list, some of them known only to my friend, and some only to my close friends, and some only to me, which cannot be dis-closed here :-).
And thank you Shen for the open invitation.
