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Not a House, But a Home

Not a House, But a Home Some walls shelter us. Others raise us. Growing up, I never really knew what a permanent house felt like. Since I was born, we’ve lived in rented homes . I’ve lost count now, but we’ve changed houses at least ten times. So for me, it was never just one roof that sheltered me—there were many. Many houses know my story. Many walls have heard my quiet cries. Many floors have felt the weight of my frustration. Many windows have caught my random smiles. Many doors have seen me laugh like nothing's wrong. And no, it’s not just those three steps outside that saw me fall—there are many. I never had that one corner people talk about—their childhood, the place they run to when life feels heavy. Because every time I found mine, we moved. New house. New neighborhood. New adjustments. And it always took me at least four months to sleep properly… to feel like, “Okay, maybe this is home now.” But deep down, it never was. It was just a house—not my home. Then someone ...

A Thousand Quiet Goodbyes

Hello ! To the world by my word , There’s one thing I’ll never understand about life… How can someone who was once our everything just leave? Someone we played with. Laughed with. Fought with. Dreamed with. Someone who understood our silences better than our words. We had plans. Inside jokes. Complaints about the world. A list of things we wanted to do together. We had time—or at least, we thought we did. And then, one day, they were just… gone. No warning. No letter. No goodbye. They left quietly, like a whisper. And we’re left screaming inside a silence that no one else can hear. I still remember the little things they taught me—how to boil an egg, how to fold laundry, how to ride a cycle, how to fight for what I believe in. But the one thing they never taught me was how to live without them. To whom will I run when I’m sick now? Who will hold my face and say, “You’ll be fine, don’t worry”? To whom will I cry when someone scolds me, or when life feels unfair? ...

Shhh... She is WOMAN

Shhh... She is WOMAN " या देवी सर्वभूतेषु शक्ति - रूपेण संस्थिता। नमस्तस्यै नमस्तस्यै नमस्तस्यै नमो नमः।। " She is in every woman. In her strength, in her struggles, in her silent endurance. She exists in the fire that destroys injustice, in the love that nurtures life, In the courage that stands unshaken, and in the pain she carries with grace. Woman!!! What does it mean to be a woman? Is it the softness in her touch or the storm in her soul? Is it the quiet sacrifices she makes or the battles she fights without a sword? Being a woman still surprises me—the way women are built, the way women endure, the way women rise even when the world tries to push them down. We are taught to be strong but not too strong, bold but not too loud. And yet, history tells a different story. The earth itself is called Mother Earth—why? Because she nurtures, she gives, she creates. Then why do we question the power of a woman when she is the very foundation of life?...

Caution: Overthinker at Work

Caution: Overthinker at Work Hello ! To the world by my word , You know that feeling when life gives you two choices, and instead of picking one, you just sit there like a buffering YouTube video , hoping the universe will decide for you? Yeah, that’s me. Every. Single. Day. I have officially entered a phase of life where I am both too exhausted to care and stressed about everything at the same time. I want excitement, but also peace. I crave change, but also stability. My brain screams, “Do something!” —and the moment I try, it follows up with, “But what if it’s wrong?” So, naturally, I did what any responsible adult would do—I outsourced my entire decision-making process . Decisions? Nope. Not My Job Anymore. At this point, my friends, my family, my group chats, and possibly even my Zomato delivery guy are making my life choices for me. Should I change careers? Move cities? Cut my hair? Eat pasta or a sandwich? Who knows! Not me! That’s their problem now. And honest...

The Men: In My Life

Hello ! To the world by my word , Growing up in a family full of strong, independent women, I often wondered—do we really need men in our lives? Women today are capable of everything: managing households, running successful businesses, winning Olympic medals, and breaking barriers once deemed impossible. God created us to be intelligent, resilient, and powerful beings. So, as a child, the question lingered in my mind: where do men fit into this picture? As I grew older, my perspective began to evolve. I started noticing things I hadn’t before. Men aren’t just the protectors society often labels them to be, nor are they the villains in every story. They are far more complex and layered than stereotypes suggest. And th...

Roller Coaster: Mid-Year Reflections

Roller Coaster : Mid-Year Reflections Hello ! To the world by my word , Have you ever heard about roller coasters ? If yes, that's great. If no, let me explain. First, clear your throat and get ready. A roller coaster is an amusement ride that uses an elevated railroad track to carry passengers on a train through many sudden or extreme changes in a short time. You may be wondering why I am talking about roller coasters, right? There's a quote that says, “Life is like a rollercoaster. It has its ups and downs. But it’s your choice to scream or enjoy the ride.” This quote is great because it helps us picture life’s journey. As we approach the midpoint of the year, let me share my story of 2024. Like many, I started the year with a long to-do list: learning, painting, writing, creating, traveling, and more. I thought this would be my yea...