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Unlearn and Relearn
There are moments in life when we look back and realize that a different choice, a single action taken at the right time could have changed everything. We all carry those quiet “what ifs” within us about the decisions we hesitated on, opportunities we let pass and words we never said. In those moments we…
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Its always been You v/s You
The last thing I learned is that most battles in life are actually between me and myself. Recently I heard a quote that stayed with me:“Without your permission, no one can truly hurt you.” For a long time I thought people, situations or circumstances were the things that hurt me the most. But slowly I…
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To the Woman I Became
Dear 100 year old me, I have no idea where you are now or what your life looks like. I don’t know what kind of days you wake up to or what memories fill your mind. But I truly hope you are happy. More than that, I hope your mind is finally peaceful. I hope…
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Is It Hard Work or Destiny?
It is a question I often ask myself especially during moments when life does not go according to plan. I genuinely believe that most of our achievements are built on hard work, struggle and personal decisions. Nothing meaningful comes easily. The late nights, the silent battles, the discipline and the consistency all of these shape…
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To that young girl
When I think about my teenage self, I see a girl who carried more pain than anyone noticed. I remember the bullying she endured, the silent tears she wiped away when no one was watching, the toxic people she encountered and the way she slowly pushed herself into a corner to feel safe. I remember…
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The moments in-between
Significant life events and the passage of time have reshaped the way I look at life in ways I never expected. There were moments that shattered me like a glass vessel breaking into pieces and there were moments that made me stand tall holding my head high with pride. What I’ve come to understand though…
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The Promise I Would Whisper to a Silent Heart
I don’t have a pet. Not because I don’t love the idea of one but because I believe that bringing a life into your world, the one that cannot speak, cannot leave and cannot explain its sadness or joy is not a casual decision. It is a promise. One that should be made after long…
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The Love I Can’t Go Back To
The first place my mind goes when I think of being loved is my grandparents. Not the loud kind of love nor the kind that announces itself or needs to be seen. But a quiet steady warmth that simply exists the way sunlight fills a room without asking permission. Their love had no conditions, no…
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When Memory Becomes the Only Home
The faces of those who have died people who were once so close to us and who will never return to this world fade in ways that feel unbearably cruel. There is nothing we can do to stop it. These were the people who filled our lives with warmth who made our childhoods magical whose…
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The Many Shapes of a Conversation
The way I communicate online is never fixed. It shifts with the state of my heart and the quiet of my thoughts. Communication for me is not just about words. It is about need. Sometimes I crave a voice that listens. In those moments I call someone not to speak much but to be heard.…
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