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There comes a point in life when you realise you’ve been holding onto something without even noticing it—waiting for someone to acknowledge the hurt they caused, to admit they were wrong, to give you the apology you believed would finally let you breathe again. I spent a long time waiting for mine.  I replayed conversations in my head, imagined confrontations that never happened, and held onto this quiet hope that one day they would finally understand the weight of their actions. At the time, it felt right to wait, as if their apology was the missing piece that would make everything settle. But the longer I waited, the more I realised I was expecting something from someone who wasn’t capable of giving it little bit apology. Some people simply don’t apologise—not because you don’t deserve it, but because they lack the emotional maturity to confront their own behaviour. Some don’t recognise the damage they caused, some refuse to take responsibility, and some know exactly what they di...

Hey everyone, We often imagine healing as something soft, peaceful, and beautifully arranged. We picture calm mornings, sunlight flowing through a window, steady breaths, yoga poses, journals filled with gratitude, and a mind that feels balanced. And yes, sometimes healing has moments that look like that. But most of the time, healing shows up in ways that are far from the image we see online. The truth is simple: healing doesn’t always look beautiful. “Healing is not what you see on the surface. It’s what you survive beneath it.” The raw parts of healing are rarely spoken about. These are the moments that are not photographed, shared, or celebrated. They are the nights when you’re awake at 3 a.m., overthinking everything you thought you had already moved past. They are the mornings when you pull yourself out of bed despite feeling emotionally heavy. They are the days when you still show up for work, for life, and for yourself—quietly choosing to keep going even when it feels diffic...

  "Some stories don’t end — they just stop mid-sentence and keep echoing inside us." Some people leave us mid-sentence, mid-argument, or mid-smile. And in those small, unexpected moments of ending, a strange silence begins — not the kind that’s empty, but the kind that carries the weight of everything left unsaid makes up unhappy. It hums quietly in the background of our days, following us like a shadow we can’t shake off. It’s not always the dramatic goodbyes that hurt the most. Sometimes, it’s the conversations we never got to finish — the ones interrupted by ego, by time, or by fate. The words that stayed in your throat, the messages that ended on “typing…,” the calls that went unanswered. They linger in the corners of your mind, asking questions that will never find their replies. You keep wondering what could’ve happened if you had one more moment — just one more chance to explain, to apologize, or to simply say, “I’m still here.” But life doesn’t always allow closur...

Hey everyone, Welcome to my new blog - There’s a strange kind of silence that follows when someone leaves. Not the heavy, dramatic silence you see in movies — but the soft kind, the one that hums quietly in the background of your days. It’s in the room was filled with the laughter of smiles, the shuffle of slippers in the hallway, the faint echo of voices that you swear you still hear sometimes. You don’t always miss people through photos or words; sometimes, you miss them through habits — tiny, ordinary things that used to fill the corners of your life and your heart. When someone you love becomes part of your everyday rhythm, their presence seeps into everything. It’s in how they light up your day, in how they left the music playing just a little too loud, in the way they walk funny or left the door slightly open. And when they go — whether by distance, time, or fate — it’s these small, familiar details that ache the most. I remember a time when life felt impossible without a certain...

  By Anjali They say first impressions aren’t everything—but to me, they mean a lot. I’ve always believed that showing up with purpose is important. Whether it's in how I dress, the energy I bring into a space, or the way I speak—it's never about being perfect. It's about being intentional and meaningful . 🌸 Creating Calm Through Presence I’ve always been mindful of how I carry myself in the world. I like to come across as approachable and emotionally aware . I naturally seek harmony—not just in relationships, but in how I move through life and contribute to the world around me. I put genuine effort into how I look—not out of vanity, but because aesthetic matters to me . I pay attention to colours, symmetry, and personal style because I believe they reflect how we feel on the inside. When I walk into a room, I want to create a space that feels calm and welcoming—not overwhelming. It’s part of my inner diplomacy—I like things to feel right . 🔥 Confidence wi...

Half the year has slipped by, and yet it feels like I’ve lived through so much more than just six months. This feeling—of being utterly drained—echoes what so many experience after endless listening, working, understanding, and simply trying to keep up. Sometimes, it feels like I have nothing left to give, like I’m running on empty even when there’s plenty left on my to-do list. Lately, even the things I used to love—watching my favorite shows, drawing, or journaling—bring no relief. Typing all day for work makes writing in my journal feel more like a chore than a comfort. I find myself scrolling endlessly through Instagram, unable to look away from my phone, only to realize five minutes later that nothing has really changed. There’s no motivation for new experiences, exercise, or even the hobbies I usually crave. Now, I find myself sitting by the window, watching the world outside and overthinking everything—especially the things I’ve never done. The exhaustion from binge-watching ser...

We always imagine something we don’t have in our lives but always forget what we actually have, and here I am, Anjali, again with you.  Today, my blog is kind of inspired by the lives lost through so many incidents nearby. We live in a world where the grass always seems greener on the other side. It’s easy to get caught up in daydreams about the things we don’t have—a better job, a bigger house, more friends, or even just a different life altogether. Social media feeds this longing, showing us curated snapshots of other people’s “perfect” lives, making it harder to appreciate what’s right in front of us. But what if the real treasure isn’t in what we lack but in what we already possess? The Trap of “If Only” Thinking Many of us fall into the habit of “if only” thinking. If only I had more money, if only I looked different, if only my parents understood me better, then I’d be happy. This mindset keeps us in a constant state of dissatisfaction, always reaching for something just ...

You talk all pain like it’s alright, as if it’s just another chapter in the story, something everyone goes through and moves past. Hey everyone, this is another blog by me, pain is not just a passing moment. It’s the quiet companion that sits with me in the dark, the echo in my mind when the world is silent. Sometimes, I wish people could see how heavy it feels, how it colors everything I do, every word I say, every step I take. They tell me to be strong, to keep smiling, to let things go. “It’s alright,” they say, as if those words could magically heal the cracks inside me. But pain isn’t always loud or dramatic. Sometimes, it’s the silent ache that lingers when the laughter fades, the weight that presses on my chest when I’m alone with my thoughts. It’s the feeling of being misunderstood, of carrying something invisible that no one else seems to notice. “Behind every smile, there’s a story of strength and survival.” Being in experience, I’ve learned to hide my pain behind gentle sm...

People mentioned having a soft heart is a good thing; this makes you kind every time you behave, which means you care. Most of the world likes soft-hearted people. But they didn't mention that it could hurt you badly as you cannot imagine the world at that moment. A lot. Kindness is great, but when it hurts because you feel everything too much when the friend is crying, you are too; when a stranger is passing in a bad mood, you got it too. When it becomes a burden on your heart that you cannot speak to someone, how badly it hurts that someone's pain is your pain. "The beauty doesn’t come with the sadness but burden does."  I don't know they tried to make me the kind person, but how to turn it off, correct myself that it’s ok if the stranger is said, if they are not in the mood to be good every time. The people also mentioned that being the kind that isn't kind and having a soft heart is good. They told me to be on my own, correct myself in a better mood, and n...

I wonder why everything changed like a sudden wave. I wonder why, too. I never meant that it would happen anytime soon. I never wanted my thoughts to be more consumed, my days to be clouded, and my nights to be restless without you in my life. But It happened suddenly like something was not in my hands either. It happened so quietly and suddenly that every page was about you before I knew it. You were not in my life for so long; you are not the person I needed when I came to this world, but you are something I need now as my important background genre to listen to. You were just a stranger I was meeting. The day we connected, I could not feel that you would be mine forever for the rest of my life. But then I just woke up, and everything changed. Your voice became the one I always wanted to hear, and your presence is the one I need. You slip into my thoughts whenever I whisper something different, and suddenly, you are everywhere. Every song seemed to remind me of you; every m...

It’s another morning with another notification. Every morning, when we woke up, we checked our phones first. Every day, the pressure of sharing has become the addiction of our lives, you're scrolling through the endless stream of updates. Your colleague has a new house, your aunt's dog has a birthday, your coworkers have been updating their travelling routes and you are just standing scrolling through their updates. Very, very publicly.  And before too long, you are adding some of the updates of yourself such as Seasonal fog, and depression that is more crushing throughout existential dread. Without realizing it, we have consumed so much information within the personal in our life before the cup of coffee that starts with the real depression and real life. It is one of the most painful and intense ways for humans. That's not always a good thing. This is constant input and output of the information that effectively shares our lives and that becomes so normalized that we ...

Hey everyone, today I am with the new blog topic, which is very common nowadays, "retirement." The word retirement means getting free, which is highly preferable after 55 to 60 years of age. Nowadays, this word has been flagged by the generation after 2000, which is just 20-25 now.  So, let's start analyzing this deeply by configuring the word and the meaning from within; I have been searching the topic for so many days with the issues of myself, ourselves, life problems, daily suffocating, and many more, which are very common now in the world of rush, competition, money and living a daily life. I learned that today's generation is getting bored of what they are doing very early; in the past, we lived like our mothers and fathers worked for 40-50 years with the same energy. This generation doesn't have the energy to suffer every day with a lower payout. I will discuss the payout matter afterward. First, let's discuss why the generation is getting bored too f...

Hey everyone, I am beginning with my latest post, which would be this year's last post for this; I want to share something with this year of completion, I think. There are so many things which are not on our side, or maybe this year would be the crisis for you, but something is still there which would be the trigger for the year 2024. Let's start with my new blog which is Collectively Happy".  Let's start with the introduction first; collectively means 'overall'. Sometimes, people are not happy in their inner bodies, and some people do not show their happiness to the outside world, which could be a crisis for them. There are so many people living their own lives, lies and happiness, which is too little. Everyone wants to do something graceful, luxurious and much more than they have ever done in their whole year.  Every year comes with some serious resolutions, such as Peace of mind, no breakup, no situation ship, no friend's involvement, No social media and...

  Hey, I am here again with new motivation and new learnings. In the era of social media, everyone is stalking your life through photos and videos, So I started it, too. Not stalking making videos on YouTube channels. Hahaha! Jokes apart.  Hey everyone, I am back again with the simply private blog; yeah, the name of my blog is  merely private , which is very important in the days of social media, digital marketing and many more. I have been looking at so many accounts on social media, the articles for making me more perfect, but I understood that my life is already perfect without that; I need only sleep, not more than that. Everyone needs it, but not everyone is taking it.  Let’s start with the beginning. I know my blogs are too boring, and nowadays, these blogs are not in the trend. Still, it is very simple to understand that this is my choice and this is  simply private .  Private or personal life is very important for everyone; spending time with the fa...