life
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The café was unusually quiet that evening. It’s early winter air outside that has pushed people indoors, and the warm lights bouncing off the wooden counters felt comforting. That’s when I saw him—my friend of many years, walking in slowly, one hand pressing the left side of his forehead as if trying to hold something…
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There came a moment in my relationship when I realised I was circling back to the same emotional crossroad — the same argument, the same fear, the same pattern of withdrawal or overreaction. It felt uncanny, almost scripted, like déjà vu that kept replaying with slightly different faces and words but the same emotional ache…
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“Why do you keep circling back to the same point?” my friend asked, half-annoyed, half-concerned.We were sitting at our usual café corner, both of us pretending to sip coffee but lost in our own minds. I had been talking — or rather, unloading — for an hour straight. About the things I “shouldn’t have done,”…
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In today’s hyper-connected world, we are constantly bombarded by news of success, wealth, happiness, and achievements of others. Whether it’s a peer getting a promotion, a neighbour buying a luxurious home, or headlines about billionaires expanding their empire, these stories can quietly breed discontent in our hearts. Why does someone else’s progress feel like a…
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There is confusion, worry, and despair everywhere we look because of the extremely erratic market dynamics. Every day is difficult and has an impact on many people’s health, leading to a range of mental and physical problems. Last evening, I found myself sitting quietly with a cup of coffee in hand. Life had felt heavy…
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It’s been 15 days since herpes zoster—shingles—hit me, and I can barely put into words what it feels like. My body feels like it’s on fire, my skin crawls with blisters, and my nerves scream every moment of the day. Medicine and cold packs numb me for a while, but as soon as their effect…
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“You alone are enough. You have nothing to prove to anybody.” – Maya Angelou A few days ago, I attended a seminar. It was supposed to be just another routine event—professionals gathering to exchange ideas, nodding through keynote speeches, networking over lukewarm coffee. I didn’t expect anything transformative. But then I met her. She was…
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“The minute I heard my first love story,I started looking for you, not knowinghow blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.They’re in each other all along.” – Rumi I have personally felt as I grew through my 30s, 40s, and now moving to 50s, that our experiences, behaviours, and expectations of care change as…
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I have spent the last 20 years living and working in a world that, for the most part, didn’t look or sound like me. In a culture that valued men, I was a woman who was strong, quick, nimble, and constantly alert. Somewhere along the line, I forgot that I am not a guy as…
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I’ve always been someone who knew her limits. Whether it was in emotions, words, or wine—I believed in moderation. For years, a glass or two of wine was just that: a quiet celebration, a moment of lightness shared with a friend or enjoyed in solitude. Never more, never less. But then came that Sunday. A…
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