At first, school felt a little lonely. I have always been an introvert, and actively making friends never came easily to me. Over time, I did have a few good friends, really good friends, but for the most part, I kept to myself. I was chubby as a child, and some classmates would often call …
Who Moved My Cheese? By Dr Spencer Johnson
When I was in college, my father once brought home a book from his management training. It was a thin little book titled Who Moved My Cheese? The title intrigued me instantly, and I read it in one sitting. I realised the story was a metaphor—one that spoke about our lives, our desires, and the …
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The Unexpected Twists That Shaped My 2025
Every year carries its own surprises, but 2025 gave me two plot twists I never saw coming. Each one nudged me gently, yet powerfully, into a new version of myself. They were disguised as new opportunities and endless possibilities that I didn’t fully understand at first. But as the year draws to an end, reflection …
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Book Discussion: Before the Coffee Gets Cold — A Tender Brew of Time, Regret, and Hope
When I started reading Toshikazu Kawaguchi’s Before the Coffee Gets Cold, the element of magical realism kept me hooked. I wanted to understand its significance—its origin, its purpose, the whys and the hows behind it. But once I finished reading, I did not get direct answers to my curiosity. Instead, it gently revealed what that …
Netflix Find: Old Money- The Unspoken Chemistry that Stayed With Me.
I recently watched a Turkish Drama series, Old Money, on Netflix, and I can’t stop thinking about it. On the surface, the story explores the clash between the generational wealth (old money) and the newly emerged rich (new money). At its heart, though, lies a love story between two people from opposite sides of the …
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The Storm Within
Noor was walking through the storm, or was she the storm? The sky was getting darker, and the wind picked up pace, howling like a hungry monster. It was April, and Rishra, a small town in West Bengal, was not new to these fierce storms, locally called Kal Boishakhi. Noor didn’t know how far she …
Dreams Don’t Expire
Life is non-fiction… or is it?Some of the wildest fiction is rooted in truth,And some truths feel borrowed from stories.Maybe life is both—a manuscript we live,and a tale we keep rewriting. Dreams spark in unknowing moments. When I was a child, I would stare at the stars and wish for so many things. One day, …
Timeless Letters of Love & War
Dear World, There was a time when a man in khaki, with a jhola slung over his shoulder, would come to our houses on a cycle and ring the bell… tring tring. And somehow, we would always know that he is here. The Postman. He would hand over our letter and quietly leave. Wasn’t he …
More Days at the Morisaki Bookshop by Satoshi Yagisawa, Translated by Eric Ozawa.
After reading 'Days at the Morisaki Bookshop,' I was curious to know more about the characters' lives and what the sequel could possibly hold. So, I picked up 'More Days at the Morisaki Bookshop'. Well, I admit, reading the sequel felt like returning home, like a continuation of a life I had briefly stopped and …
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A Debt I Can Never Repay: A Tribute To The Indian Army
There is someone looking out for you,Someone who would lay down his life for you.And he won’t even ask why—He’ll bear it all with a quiet smile.I may salute, I may write a few lines,But how do I repay such lifelines?His courage is calm, his silence loud,His wounds wrapped in a tricolor shroud.No matter what …
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