“The quieter you become, the more you are able to hear.” — Rumi There are days when the mind feels heavier than the body, even when nothing particularly urgent is happening. It is not always visible, and rarely spoken about, yet it quietly shapes how we move through the day — a constant background layer... Continue Reading →
When Rest Feels Unproductive
There was a time when rest felt uncomfortable to me, even when I technically allowed it. I didn’t label it as guilt back then. I just felt an urge to do something useful with that time. Sitting still, doing nothing, or simply being felt oddly incomplete, as though time was slipping away without justification. I... Continue Reading →
The Exhaustion We Normalize
Many of us have learned to accept exhaustion as a normal part of life. We say life is busy, this phase is demanding, and things will settle down later. We say this while managing work, family, responsibilities, expectations, and invisible emotional labour. We say it while replying to messages late at night, planning the next... Continue Reading →
When Quiet Reflections Became a Bigger Story
Sometimes, what feels like a pause is actually a preparation. When I returned to writing here after a long pause, I believed I was simply coming back to something familiar. I wanted to reconnect with my thoughts, revisit old memories, and spend some quiet time with words again. I did not expect what followed it.... Continue Reading →
Coming Home to My Words (2018–2026)
In 2018, I wrote my first post here — “Reason to Start This Blog” I spoke about a little girl who sat in her backyard, staring at the sky with a mind full of questions. About wanting to become a scientist, about not finding all the answers, and about returning, once again, to curiosity. At... Continue Reading →