The Thought Box

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  • A Quiet Corner of My Own

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    If I could build my perfect space for reading and writing, it would be very simple.Nothing fancy. Nothing loud. Just calm. I imagine a small room with a window. Outside, there are trees, sky, maybe rain sometimes. The kind of view that slows your thoughts without trying. Soft sunlight comes in during the day. At…

  • Blogging as Meditation: Connecting Through Words

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    Honestly, blogging has become like a quiet ritual for me, almost like meditation with words. When I sit down to write, it feels as though all the clutter in my head starts to line up into sentences. The tangled thoughts, the unspoken feelings, the little pieces of life I don’t always say out loud, they…

  • The Power of Everyday Resilience

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    Honestly, it isn’t just one big, shiny thing. It’s a thousand small sparks that keep showing up even when I feel tired, uncertain, or a little lost. It’s spiritual, it’s psychological, it’s painfully human, and it’s very “right now.” First, people motivate me. Especially the ones who don’t have much except their stubborn dedication. I…

  • The Therapeutic Power of Writing

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    For me, writing isn’t just an activity, it feels like a lifeline. I’m a very conservative and introverted person, and honestly, socially awkward too. Deep conversations don’t come naturally to me. I often find myself overthinking, holding back, or struggling to put feelings into spoken words. But when I sit down with a notebook or…

  • A Candle in the Dark

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    If I’m being honest, I don’t dream of my blog becoming “famous.” I dream of it becoming useful. I want it to be that little safe corner on the internet where someone can land on a rainy Tuesday night, scroll through a few posts, and feel like their heart is being held. I want it…

  • Strings That Choke

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    What really bothers me is this constant, invisible pressure to live a life that’s not even mine. I feel like I was handed a script the moment I was born, written by society, edited by relatives, and directed by my parents. And I’m expected to perform flawlessly, without question. Like a kathputli (a puppet on…

  • I Dream Bigger Than That

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    Whenever someone asks me, “What’s a job you would like to do for just one day?”, my mind goes blank for a second. Just one day? That’s such a tiny window of time. How do you even experience a job fully in one day? I suppose if I really had to choose something fleeting and…

  • Laughs & Little Joys!

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    First of all, video calls with my bestie are my personal comedy shows. We live in different states, but distance has only made our gossiping game stronger. We talk about everything under the sun, sometimes meaningful, often complete nonsense, and always ridiculously funny. From analyzing someone’s cryptic Instagram story like it’s a Sherlock Holmes mystery,…

  • Unseen Dreams, Unwritten Destiny

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    Well… when I was five, to be brutally honest, I didn’t even know there was something called “future.” Future? What future? I was too busy living in the present like a tiny Buddha, enjoying my roohafza, running around barefoot, watching cartoons, and just being blissfully unaware that one day I’d be expected to answer deep…

  • Finding Comfort in Simple Joys

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    Coping with negative feelings is something we all have to navigate at different points in our lives. Over time, I’ve learned that instead of resisting these emotions, it’s much more helpful to acknowledge them, sit with them for a while, and then gently guide myself toward a better state of mind. One of my favorite…