Routines from mornings

Few joys compare to a blissful cup of morning tea which you sip on slowly, while adjusting radio stations, sitting in front of a fan with outstretched legs.
A study in slothful laziness..among the few joys an unrushed morning has to give.
These are the kind of moments some know only on weekends, and I try to live them almost daily, though impossible as it is, snatching a few moments to yourself in the morning to regain, recollect and resuscitate your system is among the more important things in life.
I mean yes the day will be flushed with chores and activities but it's this solitary time in the morning when you can activate your entire self to take on the bludgeons of the day. Clear the cobwebs of the night and day gone by so to say.

Just feeling the touch of sofa fabric under you, inhaling from the almost faint flowers and diffusers, listening to a chorus of cicadas while soothing music plays someplace near you and realising that a new day has dawned, one in which you're still alive, one that must be taken as it approaches.

The importance of soothing music is under appreciated, for heavy music isn't what my ears need at this time. A lilting flute (Pt. Hari Prasad) as I listen now or santoor are my absolute go to music.
I look out for channels wellness and as odd or even off as it might sound, I like listening to Bhakti music in the morning.
No, not the ones besmirched by T-series, but the really old folksy, classical songs sung by lovely voices now dead, mostly adapted from a great shaayri or Bhakti poetry from more than half a century ago, a sort of intermingling them with nuanced sitar and soft tabla or just jugalbandi of these soft melodies by some greats (even recent ones) are just the kinds of early morning music I feel most relaxed in.

Letting slowly ease in, like a hand into a glove that you're required to wear all day, one has to deliberately seek access to an everyday; when on most days we end up barging or even gate-crashing a day, there are times when you give it a break and breeze in gently.

I know for most it's an impossibility but it's always up to us to take out time for ourselves, it's little routines and functions like these that give you an overall sense of well being.

Rage filled mornings as I often go through when cooking breakfast and packing lunches earlier than the risen sun do leave me feeling decapitated and fatigued, and it's all much to easy to talk about letting go of toxic thoughts, but giving five minutes to let your system reboot and restart with a small helping of morning solitude does wonders.

Indeed there's a whole lot of things I need to get doing but there's an upliftment to the day, something like adding baking powder to a cake without which it's flat and hard, something like days without happy mornings.