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As an engineering graduate, writing a book was not even a crazy passing thought.

A younger version of me, who was just beginning to explore the world, had only heard that my mother’s family had a few authors and columnists back in the late 60s and 70s.

I wasn’t curious to dig deeper.

Until I found a hardcover at my aunt’s place, while curiously rummaging through a cabinet of old, discarded books.

Provided, my unexplained relationship with vintage books, I had a tendency of secretly escaping with them if I ever found them discarded by the owners. …


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What’s an inner circle some would ask?

Before answering that, let me help you understand what kind of person I have been and how it changed?

If my memories are accurate, I was a happy child who loved to spend time around people and have fun, dance, laugh, eat and go out on picnics and train trips. But, I was also a shy kid who wouldn’t open up instantly and preferred to stick around people I was close to and completely avoid new faces.

While growing up, I became more and more conscious; not just about myself but also the…


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We pass through the present with our eyes blindfolded. We are permitted merely to sense and guess at what we are actually experiencing. Only later when the cloth is untied can we glance at the past and find out what we have experienced and what meaning it has.
Milan Kundera, Laughable Loves.

A year ago, I wrote an article here on Medium where I shared my experiences of a decade. I think that was the beginning of a new habit that I took too seriously; trying to understand a difficult situation, noting down an afterthought, and analyzing my emotions.


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These days, we often hear people talk about living a meaningful life. It isn’t a secret that we as adults have been struggling quite hard to deal with our lives. My curiosity pushed me to observe people and gather more details about what exactly a meaningful life could be. Gradually, I came to the conclusion that everyone must be encouraged to live a life that is meaningful.

This would imbibe a sense of fulfillment, satisfaction, and purpose from a young age, and we wouldn’t grow up to be miserable and directionless. Yes, that is a meaningful life.

We are well-aware…


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I decided to make a switch in my career two years ago. That’s when I started to look for writing courses to learn the art. I have been writing as a hobby since my teenage, but I was aware that my writing needed a slight finishing; a professional touch.

One day, while scrolling down my Instagram feed, I came across Content Vidhya’s post about their upcoming Content Writing Workshop. It definitely caught my attention as I wanted to enroll in one of these courses for a long time.

I clicked on the link and went through their landing page that…


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“Oh, let me warn you about those missing pages from page 136. I lost them twelve years ago.”

I sealed my eyes while struggling to slow down my racing heart, and believed that it wasn’t a ghost in my room.

I didn’t have to look around to find the source of that feminine voice. It was the fat book in my hands that once belonged to my great Aunt. But, how on earth was the book talking?

My cousin had gifted this book to me and had casually informed me that this book is unique. ‘It will speak to you’…


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Depression is overwhelming. It’s scary and insidious. Some take months and some spend years struggling to overcome the pain, fear, and loneliness. Everything and everyone seems unfair and unjust. Accepting your changed life requires extra efforts and getting back to normal takes a lot of strength.

Amidst the darkness, we all can spot the speck of light; that constantly appears to add a little hope. We know it’s there but to grab it & illuminate our lives is the real challenge. We are skeptical. We are scared to take that leap, wondering what if recovery is only a myth.

To…


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Prior to this pandemic; we have been ignoring the importance of physical presence and physical touch. It was hardly a topic of discussion. The frequency with which we cared about the physical distance was already less. We had become comfortable with the way we were living; physically distant. All the gratitude goes to the internet; keeping us connected round the clock.

Now, after the novel Covid-19 has put a strain on our lives; people are slowly realizing the need to be physically present in someone’s life. Families have been forced to live separately for months; people are not able to…


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Sitting cross-legged on the floor of my bedroom, staring blankly at the wall, I picture my younger self struggling to loosen her hands from the clutches of her memories; which is almost killing her.

I see bruises on her wrists and knees. She must’ve been dragging herself against that rough floor.

I see the walls pleading her to stop hurting herself.

I can’t hear the shrieks but I have an odd sensation in my ears when I try to read her mouth. I can see her pale face, covered with tears and the ashes of her love. …


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This is one area where I would excel blindfolded. But talk about rational thinking and EQ; I would definitely fail. I fall into the category of people who feel 'too much’ or basically feel everything.

Therefore, it’s so common to be labeled as sensitive and emotionally weak.

Although I don’t always describe my pain in words; this is usually how I do.

“Have you ever felt a tiny blob of flesh that was carefully stitched back to the heart over the years, being pulled apart again? Blood oozes out from the old scars and fresh cuts between these stitches. A…

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Trying to give a voice to the conversation between me and my inner self.

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