This too shall pass :)

Something's not well... Not sure how to define my problem, yet something's not working.

I'm managing to look absolutely alright from outside. But I'm sure I'll cry out if someone ask me genuinely, if I'm literally okay.

Being in 20s will be more energetic, vibrant, meeting new people, freedom at its peak and what not ; this is what I thought. Unfortunately, it's not !

I did have the confidence that I'll achieve something in my life. But now, even it started to lack any motivation to do a simple task. At the same time, it starts to feel so useless and unproductive..!

No trustworthy friends to share a close bond and there is no place for socializing anymore, duh..!

Sometimes when I look around, it feels like people are living their life to the fullest and it's just me being hopeless and clueless about what's happening. It feels like it's just me who's left behind far away.

But to be honest, not anyone is living so well. All of us are being suffered one way or the other.

Basically, what's good in this is, we're not alone in this ! And the bad thing is, our whole generation has some problem that has to be sorted out.

So what I'm trying to say is, it is completely alright if you can't deliver your best at some points in your life. Because, we all are tired and lost in someway at times !

Afterall, every downs have its ups too. And nothing lasts forever, even your troubles. So sooner or later, this too shall pass and all our pains will definitely fade away...

Wishing you all to have a good day.

Thank you :)

When attachment hurts

The hardest part of attachment isn’t always losing someone - it’s watching them drift away because of life. Not because they’ve stopped caring, not because they’ve changed as a person, but because circumstances stepped in. Distance, busy days, different paths. Suddenly, the friend who once felt like your everyday comfort now feels like a guest in your life. And it hurts in ways words can’t carry. The calls grow fewer, the replies slower, the laughter shorter. You tell yourself, 'they still care… it’s just life'. But your heart aches anyway, because attachment makes you sensitive. Every small change feels like a loud silence. Yet, even through the ache, you can’t deny how beautiful it is when such friendships first arrive in your life. The ones you never expected - born out of a random moment, a casual conversation, or sheer coincidence - end up carving the deepest spaces in your heart. These friends make the world feel lighter, like you’ve been handed a quiet gift you didn’t ev...

But still..

It is hard, but still… we go on. It is heavy, but still… we carry it. It is uncertain, but still… we hope. It is painful, but still… we love again. Because somehow, deep down, we know - life doesn’t stop for the storms. And maybe that’s what makes it beautiful. It’s not always easy to wake up and try again when everything inside you wants to give up. But you still do - quietly, stubbornly, beautifully. You may not even realize it, but that’s courage. Not the loud, movie kind; the soft, everyday kind that says, "I’ll face today anyway.” It is confusing - when people you cared for drift away, when plans fall apart, when dreams take longer than they should. But still… you find small reasons to smile; a good song, a sunset, a message from someone who remembers. That’s life’s way of saying, “Keep going, you’re not done yet.” It is tiring to be the strong one all the time. To be the listener, the comforter, the one who understands while silently needing to be understood. But still… you ...

The absurdity of suffering

Bad times don't just "feel bad". They feel like suffocation. Like something heavy pressing on your chest that no one else can see. I don't try to make suffering prettier than it is. Pain is real, and when you're in it, advice feels hollow. And yet, something strange happens with time. Some of the deepest insights I've seen in people's lives didn't come wrapped in joy and clarity. They came from heartbreak, from disappointments, from nights that felt endless. There's something absurd about how much we learn from suffering, how pain becomes a kind of teacher no one asked for, but everyone meets eventually. The existential lens does not sugarcoat things. Life has no built-in meaning. We suffer, often without reason, and sometimes we break. But within that absurdity lies freedom; we get to choose how we respond. The suffering may not be meaningful in itself, but what we do with it can be. That's where the human spirit becomes something fierce and b...

Myself, a human being

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