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Penguin’s Silent Departure- letters to Aayushma
Dear Aayushma, I hope you have been doing well. I often wonder how your days have been lately, whether life has been kind to you, or whether you have been carrying things quietly, the way we sometimes do. Distance stretches time in strange ways, yet you still feel close in my thoughts. I wanted to Continue reading
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Choosing Love When You Know It Will Hurt
There is a moment in the movie Arrival that stays with you long after the film ends. It is not loud. It is not dramatic. It does not rely on spectacle. It is a simple question, asked gently, almost casually. If you could see your life from beginning to end, would you change anything. In Continue reading
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When Desire Became a Product
There was a time when sex was quiet. Not silent, but sacred. It lived in privacy, in connection, in moments that belonged only to two people. It was not everywhere. It was not loud. It was not constantly asking for attention. Today, sex is no longer something we experience; it is something we consume. And Continue reading
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The Beauty of Things That Don’t Last
I recently heard someone say he didn’t buy flowers because they die too quickly, so he bought wine instead. At first, it sounded like a practical choice. But when I thought deeper about it, something bothered me. The idea that we avoid beautiful things simply because they won’t stay forever made me question how we Continue reading
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The Beautiful Illusion of Life: Why We Plan, Hope, and Chase Meaning in an Uncertain World
Life is strange. The most certain thing in life is death, yet death is also the most uncertain part of life. We wake up every morning making plans, setting goals, dreaming about what we’ll become, even though not a single one of us knows what will happen tomorrow. There is something incredibly unconventional about human Continue reading
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You Are More Than a Resume: The Human Behind the Paper
They tell us to craft an astounding resume. They say it should be sharp, clean, professional, and impressive enough to open doors. The idea sounds reasonable. Yet every time I sit down to summarize my life in bullet points, something feels wrong. Something feels missing. The problem is simple. A resume was never designed to Continue reading
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The Illusion of a Perfect World
There once lived a young girl who carried the weight of a broken world on her small shoulders. Her days unfolded in a place where dreams were strangled by poverty and hope was replaced by routine survival. Her father worked endlessly just to bring food home, while the powerful enjoyed luxuries built upon the suffering Continue reading
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