Don’t Underestimate My Silence
Don’t underestimate my silence.My thoughts are loud,even when I am not. Don’t underestimate my silence.I am not mute,and I have never been without a voice.I simply learnt that not every truthneeds to be shouted…
Don’t underestimate my silence.My thoughts are loud,even when I am not. Don’t underestimate my silence.I am not mute,and I have never been without a voice.I simply learnt that not every truthneeds to be shouted…
There’s a strange pattern in so many stories we grew up with. Women aren’t really given freedom. Instead, they’re given a choice between two undesirable options and told it’s romantic, moral, or heroic. Not…
“Mom, so will you be coming to Sanjana’s birthday party?”
Raging hormones are like emotional luggage – they always show up when you least expect them, and somehow you’re the one stuck carrying them in life’s airport. There are a few things in life…
The Seesaw of Childhood: Expectations, Empathy, and Remembering Ourselves It’s a strange place we’ve arrived at: asking children to act like little adults while simultaneously not trusting them with their own feelings. We expect…
Life is a Transition: Change is Our Nature “When life is a transition, it reveals that permanence was never the goal – only movement, only becoming.” Life that’s not lived is a life that’s…
The Lonely Crane on the Island You can exist in the light and still feel like darkness. There is a crane I drew once – its shape etched in silhouette against the slow bleed…
Enjoy the Ordinary No viral epiphanies. Just a quiet reminder that enough is, well… enough. There I was, standing in the kitchen, waiting for the toast to pop up – again (more toast saga…