Mindful Mosaics: Discourse Beyond the Surface

Hello! It has been a tough spot past months to make difficult decisions, leave work (a life I loved to live professionally), and complete a Ph.D., also to move out of a rented house and leave for my hometown to make a House - "Home". Eventually, later, I flew abroad to catch up with my life partner and hold hands to face life together. I know, it has been a while, but here- I have made it.  While I had no time to process happiness, loneliness, tiredness, fatigue, or anything else...I have finally made time to write - 'How I feel, jumping to Canada'.  Enjoy reading ;) I am fumbling. Yes, fumbling quite like a poet who has misplaced her metaphors. Words which are usually my most faithful companions now scatter like autumn leaves in a breeze of strange feelings. I’m holding a voice that’s still finding its rhythm, a voice shaped by courage, curiosity, and quiet observations of how life unfolds its most tender gifts in subtle sprays of blessings. And yet, I stand-smiling...

This is not a declaration of change, nor an attempt to suggest or advise—just some thoughts jotted down on the sheer absurdity of starting 2025 . As the clock strikes midnight on December 31st, the age-old tradition of crafting New Year’s resolutions often takes center stage. Gym memberships soar, journals fill with ambitious plans, and social media buzzes with declarations of intent. Yet, as the weeks roll on, enthusiasm fizzles, and those shiny resolutions quietly slip into oblivion. It’s no wonder a growing number of people are embracing a radical, yet strangely liberating concept: having no resolutions at all . For those still holding on to the charm of resolutions, here’s a lighthearted twist with some delightfully ambiguous goals to ponder: Make a to-do list of things already done – The sweet satisfaction of checking off “Brush Teeth” or “Had Coffee” is unmatched. Who’s following the list anyway Stop using memes to communicate – Who knows, maybe this is the year? 🤷‍♂️ But by F...

  'Experience heard is an experience lived. The experience lived is the experience learned. Experience that is learned and shared becomes experience mastered.' _PBhatt Holding on to this, I feel drawn to pen my experiences, thoughts, and reflections in the hope that they might resonate with those routing through similar paths. Writing these insights is my way of adjusting to life’s relentless pace, facing personal and professional challenges, and evolving to meet the demands of an ever-changing world. Entering into 30 has been spine-chilling, an experience much like sailing through a storm that can’t be composed or comprehended even with thousands of hot cups of tea or coffee. The realization that everything is neither about ambitions or career nor just about settling personal life and relations, I learned it is more about stabilizing and finding the balance between the two. This shift is then compounded by global changes, from economic turbulence to shifting political landsca...