I spend the most time with myself. Not just by myself—but with myself.Digging.Discovering.Rediscovering.Peeling back old layers to see what’s still there… and what no longer needs to be. I sit with my thoughts, not always because I want to, but because I have to.Because there’s something in me that refuses to stay on the surface.I … Continue reading Who Do I Spend the Most Time With?
Author: Rani Joseph Cherian
If I had a new name—one I could choose for myself, not just inherit—I wouldn’t go for something trendy or dramatic. I’d want a name that actually feels like me. One that captures the quiet, complicated mix of strength and softness I carry around every day. That name would be Granivy. It’s not in any … Continue reading If I Had a New Name
Some people dream of travel. Others dream of winning the lottery. Me? I dream of the ultimate chocolate bar. Now before you roll your eyes—this isn’t just any candy fantasy. This is personal. It all starts with two all-time favorites: Snickers and Bounty. Snickers has always been my go-to. That unbeatable mix of roasted peanuts, … Continue reading Craving the Impossible Bar
Growing up, books were like distant stars—visible in stories, perhaps, but far beyond reach. In my childhood, there were no libraries to walk into, no bedtime stories to fall asleep to, no colorful covers to pick from a shelf. Even the Bible, the one book so central to many, was kept under lock and key—literally. … Continue reading The First Page
Books have always had a strange power over me—not just as stories or philosophies, but as mirrors, maps, and sometimes even medicine. Over time, a few have left a lasting imprint, quietly shaping the way I think, believe, and live. Among them, three stand tall: the Bible, the Bhagavad Gita, and Wings of Fire by … Continue reading Books That Changed Me
There was a time when I lived in constant fear of what others thought of me. Every step I took was carefully measured. I’d overthink what to say, how to act, what to wear—even how to simply exist—because someone might judge me, misunderstand me, or talk behind my back. It was like walking through life … Continue reading The Day I Stopped Caring
Lately, I’ve come to cherish something that feels incredibly simple, yet deeply powerful: the quiet joy of coming home to myself. Not through grand achievements or external validation, but in the soft, steady rhythm of self-discovery and inner cleansing. It’s in those ordinary moments—when the world slows down just enough—that I reconnect with who I … Continue reading Coming Home to Myself
Let’s be honest—stepping away from our screens isn’t always easy. We live in a world that’s constantly online, constantly buzzing, constantly on. But for me, social media isn’t just about staying in the loop or chasing trends. It’s my little corner of the internet where I share thoughts, sprinkle some positivity, and (hopefully) make someone’s … Continue reading Unplug with Purpose
We live in a world bursting with noise—notifications, opinions, expectations, judgments. And yet, in the midst of all this, the one thing that feels increasingly rare is a truly sincere friend—someone who listens with patience, without judgment, and without rushing to fix you. I’m not talking about the kind of friendship that’s transactional, conditional, or … Continue reading The Friend I Never Found
Daily writing promptDo you have any collections?View all responses Do you have any collections? Yes, I do. I have both philately and numismatic collections—I'm passionate about collecting stamps and coins. I’m especially drawn to items that are tiny, rare, and beautiful, so anything unique or delicately crafted easily catches my interest. There’s a quiet kind … Continue reading Passing the Past From My Hands to Yours

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