We begin as whispers of who we might be, soft sketches, unfinished, waiting to be rewritten. The world nudges us forward through storms we didn’t ask for, through endings too early, through beginnings we weren’t ready for. While everyone talks about growth like it’s effortless, like it’s something to admire no one talks about what it takes to get there. The slow falling apart. The quiet breaking. The parts of you you don’t get to keep. Because change doesn’t knock it crashes,

Not every loss is a wound, Some are whispers of release. A quiet loosening of what once was, To make space for what might be. Autumn does not mourn its leaves, It does not clutch at green, Or beg the sun to stay. It simply exhales, A breath of gold. A sigh of rust, A letting go of that, that glows. We are taught to hold on, To youth, to love, to certainty. But the trees know better, They know that shedding, Is not the same as breaking. That bare branches, Are not at al

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“Was he an animal, that music could move him so?” — Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis Change is the only constant thing in this universe. Yet, when it actually shows up, it rarely feels as predictable as the saying suggests. It feels more like stepping into a version of your life that looks familiar from the outside but feels entirely different once you’re standing in it. Moving from a boarding school to a day school was that kind of transformation for me. In boarding school, li

Hello everyone! Today, I'm here to talk about why real learning doesn't happen in the classroom. Don't get me wrong, classrooms are great. They teach us important things like how to stay awake with our eyes open or how to copy homework at the speed of light 5 minutes before class. But real learning? Happens outside. Like when you try cooking Maggi for the first time and manage to burn your hands. That's life skills. Or when your Wi-Fi stops working and suddenly, you become an

Coming from a rural background, I want to talk about ‘How to Impress Your Parents?’. Let's start with the 70s-80s when parents used to send their sons for physical labour and daughters to fetch water from a nearby well which is at least 500 km away from the village. The children obeyed them so they could escape from getting caned. Whenever their children do their tasks well, they go like ‘’Oh My God!” like they have just discovered Newton's Sixth Law Of Motion. Now back to ou

Formula 1 Formula 1 is a sport that witnesses millions of people holding their breath for an extra tenth of a second. This seemingly minuscule amount of time makes all the difference on the track,whether it's qualifying for a higher place on the starting grid or the overall race itself. Today, it has become one of the most glamorous sports, with hundreds of sponsors and millions of fans all over the world. While some may think that it is just cars going in circles for hours,