Today, again someone tried to shrink my dream as always.
That was my cousin's dream weddjng. The smell of turmeric, the sound of shehnai and all the relatives with a uniform verse, " Beta, what are you doing now a days? "
I said, " I write, I want to be a writer. "
After a couple minutes of silence, an aunty said, " Oh beta, look for a govt. job. You can't fill your stomach with writing. "
Uncle added, " who became a writer from odisha and got famous at least in India? Go to Mumbai or Delhi then you can discover your position."
I smiled, Held my teacup tighter to let it not shake.
You know Diary, according to the National Book Trust, over 90,000 new books are published in India every year. But 80% of those authors are from metro cities. Voices from Tier -2 and Tier -3 town rearly make…
Sometimes, completely out of nowhere, a thought enters my mind that I immediately wish I could take back.What if one day I have to live in a world without my mother?
I don’t like thinking about it.There is something about the thought of losing your mother that feels different from every other kind of fear. Maybe because, for so many of us, our mothers are not just people we love. They are woven into the background of our everyday lives so deeply that we don’t even notice how much of our world is built around them.Her voice calling from another room
The questions she asks even when you have already answered them.The food she makes without being asked.The random reminders to carry a jacket, drink water, eat something, or call when you reach somewhere.The little arguments that seem so irritat…
when you feel like everyone is moving ahead except for you…
Sometimes, life feels like a race that everyone forgot to tell you about.
You open your phone and see someone getting into their dream college. Someone else got an internship. Someone is travelling.Someone is celebrating an achievement. Someone seems to have their entire future planned out.
And then you look at your own life and think, “What am I even doing?”
It’s such a strange feeling because nobody is actually telling you that you’re behind. The pressure mostly comes from your own head.
You start comparing your chapter one to someone else’s chapter ten.
You wonder why you haven’t achieved as much as people your age. You start questioning your choices. You wonder if you’re wasting time.You wonder if you’re supposed to have everything figured out already.
But the truth is, most people do…
I understand the importance of patience in a park today. Although it happened through a scene so ordinary that I almost walked past it without noticing. I was sitting on a bench , half distracted by my phone.. when I noticed an old man trying to teach a little boy how to ride a bicycle. The boy was probably six or seven.
He had a bright red bicycle with training wheels removed, and he looked absolutely determined to prove that he could ride it. The old man stood behind him, holding the back of the seat while the boy pushed the pedals as quickly as he could. For the first few attempts , the boy kept falling. Every time the bicycle tilted, he immediately put his feet on the ground.
Once, he become frustrated and threw the bicycle onto the grass. "I can't do it. " he said, almost angrily. I e…
I looked at the mirror and I saw a girl wearing a…
I looked at the mirror and I saw a girl wearing a huge bandaid . I stared at it so long that the girl's face started to become blurry and the bandaid was the only thing that I kept seeing clearly. Curiosity strikes , what is the wound behind the bandaid , is it healed yet , so I kept on checking it again and again and something in me felt alive when I see that it was still there the wound fresh as new. Even when it tried to be better i just picked it out of habit , I couldn't let it go ,not without a scar. The bandaid I need it , a soldier without a battle scar may not be a warrior or a hero to others. So I fed that fire that once kept me warm knowing it was now burning everything that was once mine, I fed it with memories, hurt , anger . But where's that girl wearing the bandaid , she was…
For long time I thought happiness and peace were the samething. If I had what I wanted, felt supported and didn't have to worry much about tomorrow. I believed I was happy and therefore peaceful.
But sometimes, while receiving something I wanted, a quiet thought would appear : I have this, but I haven't earned it myself.
I ignored that thought many times. After all,there was nothing wrong with receiving support.Yet somewhere slowly ,limiting my sense of freedom.The person supporting me had their own responsibilities and limitations.I began to understand that depending completely on someone else's ability to provide for me could give me temporary comfort, but it could not give me certainty about my future.
Gradually my study pushed me to spend more time in silence and self.Away from the noi…
My Vivo Y32 alarmed me and I woke up with a feeling of drained, I felt broken even after 7 hours of sleep. I had skipped my dinner yesterday night and was scrolling my phone till 2 am.Honestly, I felt guilty.
Suddenly, my monkey brain decided to be rocky. I decided to change one small thing today. I drank 2 glasess of water first things in the morning and had an apple with peanut butter and became busy on my wellness programs.
After a long morning, means at 12 am, I felt lighter even after busy schedule.I can't express that feelings.It was possible only for giving priority to myself.Only experienced can feel.
It reminded me that energy is not about a big changes. It' s about a tiny habit done daily with a self-cared heart.
I want to learn to listen to my most dearest friend "my …
I am afraid of aging and not living my life the way I want
I am 23 years old. I have recently completed my masters and now i am looking for a job so currently I am unemployed and it's always the same routine, wake up in the morning do some chores, eat, sleep, apply for jobs. Days are passing so quickly without even realising that a month has been passed. One day I was just sitting and doing nothing, a thought crossed my mind that soon this year will be over and it will be my birthday in a few months and I will be 24 years old. I can't explain that feeling in words. I wasn't excited for the future, I was sad and afraid. What if I can't achieve the things that I have always wanted. I went to a boarding school when I was 11 years old and since then I have been living away from my parents and doing everything on my own. I don't share anything with my …
When you love someone secretly, then these things and these feelings are not known to anyone else except both of you and if you fall in love at the wrong time with the right person then that's it. You can neither end this love nor your guilt nor your responsibility, it'll cost you an arm and a leg. And I know that our love is neither attraction nor attachment nor physical, it is infinite and I also know that I have also met him at the wrong time, both of us are committed to someone else but Our love is not physical but from the heart and true.
Love is something that happens unplanned, anywhere, and with anyone. And we fall into it unintentionally. If it happens to the right person, for those who keeps their feelings under wraps are the most genuine, soft hearted and lovely person.…
When I was 10 years old ,I used to think that grown ups are living such a good life ,having money to spend by ,having time to share around ,having freedom to work and get to travel to everywhere ,but now I am almost 21,things have changed ,I do have so much free time but nothing musch to utilize ,I think of doing few stuffs but I end up doing nothing .Just the constant thought of having to do something or trying to do something gives me enough courage and hope that whatever I’ll do ,I’ll make a good thing out of it .
Today I downloaded this app and decided to try anonymous journaling. It’s an interesting idea because it allows people to express their thoughts without revealing their identity. I’m curious to see how this platform works and how people connect through their stories. I personally love writing and im sure i would love this app.❤️
