It’s funny how the world sold us this idea of love — candlelight dinners, surprise gifts, long drives, stolen glances.But the real thing?It often looks nothing like the movies.Romance doesn’t always arrive with music in the background.Sometimes, it shows up quietly — like making sure they had...

Every morning, we check the weather outside.Is it sunny today? Cloudy? Will it rain? But how often do we check the weather within? The mind, too, has its own weather.Sometimes it’s a little overcast —A few lingering memories, a silent worry, something left unsaid.And sometimes, it’s clear —Like a...

Some days, everything feels like noise.The work, the deadlines, the routines, the smiles — all playing on loop, like a song you've heard too many times. You wake up, brush your teeth, check your phone, pretend to care. But deep down, something whispers: "What’s the point?" And no,...

These days, everything feels loud. People are talking over each other. Opinions feel like performances. Notifications don’t stop. There’s pressure to always have something to say, something to prove, something to post. And in the middle of all this noise, gentleness can feel almost invisible — like it doesn't...

“In observing what is, there comes a clarity that no effort can bring.”— J. Krishnamurti I didn’t try to meditate that day.Didn’t try to be productive. Didn’t even try to be peaceful. I just woke up, made some tea, and sat quietly by the window —the way we all...