If you were forced to wear one outfit over and over again, what would it be? Imagine waking up one day and being told: 'From now on, you're allowed to wear only ONE outfit. Every single day. Cue internal chaos. Being told to wear the same outfit every single day sounds like a mild form … Continue reading If I Had to Choose One…
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How do you practice self-care? My self-care practice may appear intense, even selfish, but for me, it's a profound commitment to inner peace, discipline, and the purification of the mind. I've come to understand that I am the creator of my own miseries, and therefore, I must also be the one to overcome them. This … Continue reading The Discipline That Hurts—and Heals
Every day, I waste time. Not in the way people usually mean it. I don’t sit scrolling endlessly through social media or binge-watch shows on autopilot (well… not every day). My kind of time-wasting is quieter. It’s the kind that wears the disguise of productivity—writing articles, reading stories, and falling into poems like open windows … Continue reading The Art of Wasting My Time Everyday
Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood? It’s not any cooked food for me—it’s mangoes. Whenever I eat a mango, I’m instantly transported to my childhood. We had a huge property filled with many varieties of mango trees. As very small kids, we used to run to those giant trees the … Continue reading When Ants Made Mangoes Fall
Some moments in life don’t just pass—they stay with you, quietly shaping who you become. One such moment in my life was meeting Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam, and even more incredibly, capturing that moment in a photograph that I will always treasure. Like millions of others, I admired Dr. Kalam not just for his accomplishments—as … Continue reading When Dreams Met Reality
I was fifteen, fresh out of 10th grade, at that in-between age where you’re no longer a child but not yet something else either. I never had strong feelings toward boys or girls, never looked at anyone with anything more than a sibling-like ease. I spoke to everyone the same way I spoke to my … Continue reading A Crush on Temple Festival Night
What’s your favorite thing about yourself? If you had met me a few years ago, you would have seen a completely different person—tense, restless, and often overwhelmed. My mind was always racing, pulled between the regrets of yesterday and the uncertainties of tomorrow. I was fiery by nature, quick to react and slow to let … Continue reading From Fire to Stillness
I don’t dream of retiring in the conventional sense. I want to keep working—not because I have to, but because I want to. I’d like to stay active and purposeful until my last breath. For me, fulfillment comes not from idleness but from making a difference, even in small ways. Still, I long for financial … Continue reading Until the Last Breath
"The story of an old laptop and the words it still helps bring to life" It hums a little louder than it used to. The battery lasts about as long as a short coffee break. The keys have lost their letters from years of typing, and the screen has a faint flicker that would probably … Continue reading Vintage but Valuable
There’s a certain kind of magic that exists in the early morning. It’s not loud or showy. It doesn’t arrive with fanfare. Instead, it comes quietly—with the hush of still air, the dim blue of dawn, and a world that hasn’t yet remembered to rush. One of my favorite moments—perhaps the favorite—is the hour I … Continue reading Before the World Wakes
My Grandma’s Healthy School 