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About a month ago, I wrote a post about Instagram. Today, it’s WordPress’s turn. So, one fine toxic day, a bang-bang question popped into my head: “If my blog has over 650 followers, why do my posts get less than half that number in likes?” Curious (and slightly suspicious), I…
“How did you become so fearless?” “Do you have a vase? Imagine you do — an antique one. Beautiful. Expensive. You love it, but over time, you grow bored with it. You want to change it somehow, but you don’t. Why? Because you’re afraid of breaking it. Afraid that if…
Who are you competing with and why? You created your page to share your art, your thoughts, your truth. But somewhere along the way, you got stuck in a race, the race for followers, likes, and reach. You tried everything: hashtags, engagement tricks, even those “growth hacks.” And at the…
The people who left you left because they didn’t want to stay. If they wanted to, they would have tried. They would have fought for you. But they didn’t. They left because they no longer love you. But that doesn’t mean they never did. So let them go. Because if…
It’s okay. It’s okay if you don’t feel okay. It’s okay if you want to let go of control — over everything, over everyone. It’s okay if you don’t feel like talking to anyone today. You have every right to follow your heart. You have every right to feel what…
I can’t change the world. So I’m trying to change myself. We often think about fixing the world, the country, or society, but rarely do we think about improving ourselves. If every person tried to become better, the world would naturally follow. Also read this: If You Want, You Can
If you’re not a dreamer, this might not be for you. But then again, is there anyone who isn’t a dreamer? Rarely. We all have many dreams about many things, but today I am talking here about that one dream that we all have seen once in our lives and…
She sat on the couch, holding a glass of wine, lost in thought about her next story. The party was almost over when someone called her name from behind. “Vartika?” It was her friend, Alisha. “Why are you sitting here alone? And where’s your man?” Alisha asked. Vartika smiled and…
I can’t live a shitty life just because you like the smell of it.
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