Tag: Self-reflection
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Finding Peace at Home
My ideal home isn’t about how big the rooms are or how expensive the furniture looks. It’s about the feeling it gives me the moment I step inside. For me, an ideal home is a place where I don’t have to pretend to be anyone I’m not. A space where masks and performances fall away,…
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Blogging as Meditation: Connecting Through Words
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…
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The Power of Everyday Resilience
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…
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The Therapeutic Power of Writing
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…
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Coping with Panic Attacks: Tips and Strategies
We live in an era where our nervous systems rarely get a true pause. Constant “pings” from phones, breaking news headlines about climate change, fluctuating job markets, inflation worries, family expectations, and the endless hustle culture have created an environment where our minds are on guard more than they rest. In urban India, this pressure…
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A Candle in the Dark
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…
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The Life I Dream Of
In an alternate universe, I think I’m living somewhere near the mountains, not the kind of mountains people hike just for Instagram stories, but the kind that feel like they have souls. I wake up to the sound of birds and the scent of wet soil, not alarm clocks and deadlines. There’s no constant rush,…
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Curious Soul
Honestly, everything.But not in the academic way we’re taught to be curious in school. Not in the “read a chapter and give an answer” kind of way.I’m curious about life, the messy, confusing, beautiful, heartbreaking experience of just being human. I often find myself staring at the ceiling at 2 AM, wondering: Why is my…
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Beyond What Eyes Can See
If someone couldn’t see me and asked me to describe myself, I think I’d pause, not because I wouldn’t know what to say, but because it’s hard to wrap a whole human into neat little words. Still, I’d try. I’d say, “I’m someone who feels deeply, even when I don’t show it. I live in…
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Unfiltered Truth
Honestly, if I could change something about modern society, I wouldn’t just point fingers at governments or technology or “the youth these days.” I’d start with how deeply disconnected we’ve become, from ourselves, from each other, and from what actually matters. We live in a world that’s more connected than ever, and yet so many…
