The Beauty of Broken Things
“How did you become so fearless?” “Do you have a vase? Imagine you do — an antique one. Beautiful. Expensive….
You Still Matter
The people who left you left because they didn’t want to stay. If they wanted to, they would have tried….
Start With Yourself
I can’t change the world. So I’m trying to change myself. We often think about fixing the world, the country,…
Paused By Purpose
Failures work like a pause. They give you a chance to momentarily stop and think about your life and act….
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The Writer’s Pause
This month, I don’t have anything special to share with you. The writer in me — I talked to her. Asked if she had something for this month’s post. At first, she didn’t reply. Then, finally, she said she couldn’t write anything right now. The reason? Weird, but not surprising.…
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The Strangers They Became
For a long time, I’ve been hearing noises. Noises of half-gone people. They’re not here anymore, but their voices, memories, and behaviour are still around, like footprints that haven’t disappeared. I let them go. Yes, I did.I don’t want them back in my life. There’s no space. Do they even…
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Stop Scratching Old Wounds
You constantly remind yourself of what you need to forget. It feels like you keep scratching your wounds and feeling the pain again and again. How will you heal like this? Healing needs time and peace, not constant reminders of pain. You don’t heal by reopening wounds. You heal by…
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The Illusion
I think you’re stuck somewhere between the past and the present, between imagination and reality. Maybe you’re stuck in that song, or at that familiar street corner, or in the flavour of that old ice cream. But I want to remind you of something you probably already know: people change…
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The Floating Soul
Sometimes I want to make silly mistakes that lead to big problems. Sometimes I just want to sit back and watch my own world fall apart. Sometimes I want to be the one who cries first when something happens. Sometimes I want to demand, complain, and blame people. Sometimes I…