mental-health
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I used to think ageing was about lines on the face, slower mornings, fewer nights out. Nobody told me that the real ageing happens quietly — inside the heart — in the way emotions soften, deepen, widen. Today, when I look back at the woman I was in my twenties and early thirties, I don’t…
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I never imagined that a tiny bulge between two vertebrae — L4 and L5 — would one day bring my entire life to a grinding halt. I had always been the woman who managed everything. Targets, operational work chaos, PhD research deadlines, client escalations, flights between cities, spiritual pilgrimages, friendships that needed holding, family expectations…
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The first time I noticed it was not in his words, but in his eyes. We were at a party — light music, over-enthusiastic laughter, clinking glasses to celebrate something unnamed. He was in his early fifties, casually dressed, carrying himself with the quiet compossure of a man who had learned how to survive decades…
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I don’t remember when my life stopped belonging to me. Maybe it happened the day I took my first corporate job.Maybe the day I got my first promotion.Or maybe the day I convinced myself that running was the only way to survive. In my adult life , every day morning started the same way—the alarm…
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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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Knowing who we really are is one of life’s greatest challenges. Our identities are influenced by society, education, culture, and family from an early age. However, beneath all of those exterior layers is a deeper version of ourselves, our true selves, the things that make us special. For a long time I have wondered :…
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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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