
Are We Chasing the Wrong Goals?In a world driven by competition, comparison, and external validation, the need to constantly prove ourselves has become a societal norm. We often find ourselves trapped in a cycle of seeking approval and recognition irrespective of anything. But what happens when we stop trying to prove ourselves and simply…

How easily people forget you. How easily they avoid you. How easily they ignore you. Like you were never there. Like you never mattered. Like the space you occupied was always empty. And the worst part is not the forgetting itself. The worst part is the silence that comes with it. The Silent TreatmentThe…

On nature, healing, and the smallness that makes you strong Sometimes you just need to rewind. Reset your mind. Start again. And many a times, it is not just always about finding something new. It is about remembering who you were before you forgot. It is about returning to something that was always there…

I guess I have already spoken about it many a time. Somewhere, love is both a feeling and an emotion. Though now we have made it commercial — yes, commercial — and even a conscious choice. When people build a relationship, love does become a binding agreement and an essential part of that bond.…

There are moments in life when the weight of everything — work, responsibilities, expectations — becomes too much to carry. In those moments, I find myself instinctively drawn to nature. Not because I planned to, but because something in me already knows where to go. I remember one such day, standing by the banks…

Nature’s wake-up call. Are we listening? The only visible power. I guess we are nothing in front of nature. We are nobody to define ourselves when we stand in front of nature. Nature truly understands only the language of love and care and shows exactly similar qualities back. Today, when I felt this, I…

Neha had always loved the quiet comfort of her routine. She worked at a publishing house, spent her weekends painting by the window of her cozy apartment, and indulged in her favorite coffee at the quaint café down the street. Life was simple, predictable—until the postcards started arriving. The first one came on a cloudy…

We built a world on vows and dreams,Stitched tight with hopes and quiet seams.But time, like tide, wore through the thread,And left me standing where we bled. The “we” that was began to fade,In echoes of the plans we made.I searched the ruins, not for you—But for the self I once outgrew. No longer…

On marks, knowledge and the holistic upbringing we owe our children I was watching a Marathi movie recently when a single scene stopped me cold. A Marathi medium school — modest, ordinary, the kind of building that has seen generations of children pass through its doors — was being torn down. In its place,…

I’m going to start somewhere uncomfortable. There’s a specific kind of pain that nobody really talks about — not in the way it deserves — and it’s this: realising that the people who were supposed to love you by default, without conditions, without you having to earn it, are the ones who make you…