Friday, July 10, 2026

To my angel Maliha

 To My Angel (Maliha)


I often wonder how our worlds aligned,

In a crowded room, a rare gem to find.

Of all the paths you could have walked,

You chose to step onto mine when we talked.

Within these cold, chaotic Amazon walls,

You became the steady voice when duty calls.


Sometimes I feel I lack the luck to claim a bond so true,

To deserve a friend as genuine, as beautiful as you.

Yet here we are, anchored through the hectic shift and grind,

The most supportive soul my heart could ever hope to find.

When my spirit wavered and my confidence ran low,

You always found the perfect words to make my courage grow.


Through every heavy workflow and the pressure of the day,

I knew that you were watching out, protecting my way.

No matter what the challenge, or how tough the metrics seemed,

You stood by me in Ops—the truest guide I ever dreamed.


You used to irritate Priti and me, constantly teasing us two,

Repeatedly saying the words, "it was great working with you."

But now those playful, mocking words are freezing in the air,

Leaving a sudden, heavy ache that feels too much to bear.

I am so sorry for the silence, for the days we grew apart,

But time and distance never change your place within my heart.


Now a beautiful new chapter is waiting to unfold,

As you step into a future painted bright in gold.

A stunning bride tomorrow, with a lifetime love in view,

My heart is overflowing with the joy I feel for you.

You are packing up your dreams now, to cross the ocean wide,

Leaving India's familiar shores for the unknown outside.


The floor will feel so empty without your shining grace,

And no amount of distance can your memory erase.

Go conquer global boundaries, go build your joyful home,

You will always have a sanctuary, no matter where you roam.

Thank you for the pushes, for the guidance, and the light,

For being the angel who made Priti and my heaviest days feel bright.

Thursday, May 7, 2026

A Map to a Home We Can’t Return To:

 We are often told that the most significant losses in life follow a specific hierarchy: the end of a long-term romance, the passing of a family member, or the drifting apart of a childhood best friend. We have rituals for these losses and words to describe the void they leave behind. But what happens when you lose someone who fit into none of those categories, yet somehow held the keys to your internal sense of peace? There is a rare type of connection—a "quiet anchor"—that doesn't demand a title or daily check-ins, but instead provides the very light by which we see ourselves. When that light goes out, the grief is often silent, misunderstood by the world, and deeply impactful on our mental well-being. This is an exploration of those nameless, vital souls, the unique architecture of safety they provide, and the invisible weight of the silence they leave behind.

The Quiet Anchors: On Losing the People Who Made the World Visible

We are taught to categorize our relationships. We have "best friends," "partners," "colleagues," and "family." We are told that love must have a title to have value, and that intimacy is measured by the frequency of our text threads.

But then, there are the exceptions.

Some people aren't chapters in our lives; they are the sudden, bright light that filters through a dusty window. They are the people you didn’t need to speak to every day, yet their presence acted as a quiet anchor in a restless sea.

Beyond the Labels

When we lose someone like this, the world expects a standard version of grief. They ask if it was a "crush" or a "best friend," looking for a box to put the pain in. But how do you explain the loss of someone who didn't just inhabit your world, but made your world visible again?

It wasn’t about grand gestures or constant chatter. It was the way they looked at you—a gaze that acted as a mirror, reflecting a version of you that was vibrant, capable, and fundamentally alive. In their orbit, the grey edges of daily survival caught fire. You weren’t just getting through the day; you were breathtakingly present.

The Architecture of Safety

To lose that presence is to lose a specific kind of safety. When the world feels like a series of strange, cold rooms, these people are the familiar warmth that makes you feel seen—not just noticed, but understood at a cellular level.

Losing them feels like the heavy silence that follows a melody you weren’t finished hearing. You find yourself in a new city or a lonely hour, and your heart instinctively reaches for that one specific frequency. You are searching for the person who didn’t just listen, but made the world feel like a place worth talking to again.

The Weight of the Silence

The silence they leave behind isn’t empty. It is heavy, textured, and thick with the memory of how it felt to finally be heard without having to explain yourself.

Now, when you stand among faces that don’t know your story, the ache is for that rare, sacred safety. You carry the ghost of that warmth like a map to a home you can no longer return to.

We realize, eventually, that some people don't just change our schedules or our social circles. They change the very way we breathe. And even though they are gone, the light they brought through that dusty window remains—reminding us that even if the room is quiet now, we were once, for a moment, truly seen.


How does it feel to carry that "map" to a home you can't return to?


When we lose a connection that lacks a formal title but provides total emotional safety, it creates a very specific, often overlooked psychological impact.

Here is how that experience affects our mental health:


1. Disenfranchised Grief: Because these people aren’t always "partners" or "family," society doesn't always give us permission to mourn them. This is called disenfranchised grief. When you feel like you can't justify your sadness to others because "it wasn't like you were dating" or "you didn't even talk that much," the grief gets pushed inward. This can lead to prolonged feelings of isolation and a sense that your emotions are "invalid" or "dramatic."


2. The Loss of the "Reflected Self": Psychologically, we develop our sense of self partly through the eyes of others (a concept called the Looking-Glass Self). If this person was the "mirror" that reflected your most vibrant, capable self, losing them feels like losing access to that version of you. Without their gaze, you might feel a sudden drop in self-esteem or a sense of "greyness," as if the most colorful parts of your personality have gone dormant.


3. Hyper-Vigilance in "Strange Rooms": When you lose a "quiet anchor," your nervous system loses its regulator. If they were the person who made the world feel safe, their absence can trigger social anxiety or hyper-vigilance. New environments feel "colder" and more threatening because that specific safety net—the person you didn't have to explain yourself to—is gone. You may find yourself exhausted by the mental labor of having to "perform" or "translate" yourself to people who don't know your frequency.


4. Search for the "Frequency": Mental health can suffer when we begin "frequency hunting"—compulsively looking for a replacement for that specific soul. This can lead to a cycle of disappointment where new friends or partners feel "thin" or "loud" in comparison. It creates a lingering sense of loneliness even when you aren't alone, because you aren't just looking for company; you’re looking for understanding.


5. The "Ghost Map" and Nostalgia: Carrying the "map to a home you can't return to" can lead to ruminative nostalgia. While this warmth can be a comfort, it can also keep you stuck in the past, making the present feel perpetually "unfished" or "wrong." The challenge for mental health is learning how to integrate that warmth into your own heart so you can become your own anchor, rather than forever searching for it in someone else.



Finding Your Way Back: Strategies for Healing


When you are carrying the "ghost map" of a connection that didn't have a name, the path to healing isn't about forgetting; it’s about integration. Here is how to navigate the mental health impacts of losing a quiet anchor:


1. Validate Your Own Grief: Since society may not offer a ritual for this loss, you must create your own. Acknowledge that your pain is proportional to the safety the person provided, not the title they held. Give yourself permission to mourn the "reflected self" you lost alongside them.


2. Practice "Internal Mirroring": The most painful part of this loss is feeling like the vibrant version of yourself disappeared with them. Start a practice of "internal mirroring": when you feel capable or beautiful, consciously tell yourself, "I see this in me." The goal is to stop relying on their gaze to make your world visible and to start trusting your own.


3. Seek "Low-Frequency" Environments: If you are experiencing hyper-vigilance in "strange rooms," don't force yourself into loud, high-pressure social situations. Seek out "low-frequency" spaces—quiet hobbies, nature, or one-on-one time with grounded friends—where your nervous system doesn't feel the need to "perform."


4. Inventory the Lessons, Not Just the Loss: Instead of focusing on the "home you can't return to," look at what that person taught you about your own needs. If they made you feel heard without explanation, you now know that sacred safety is a requirement for your well-being. Use that knowledge as a compass for future connections.


Key Takeaway


Some people enter our lives not to stay, but to act as a temporary lighthouse. Their absence leaves a heavy silence, but it also leaves you with the proof that you are capable of being deeply understood and breathtakingly alive. The map they left behind isn't just a reminder of where you've been—it’s a guide to the kind of depth you deserve to find again.


Join the Conversation


Losing a "quiet anchor" is a deeply personal experience that often goes unspoken. If this resonated with you, I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments:

Have you ever had a person who felt like a "bright light through a dusty window" rather than a traditional chapter?

How do you navigate the "heavy silence" when you find yourself in a new or unfamiliar place?

What is one thing that person reflected in you that you are trying to keep alive today?


Friday, August 23, 2024

"The Unspoken Symphony"

In the small town of Glenwood, where the trees whispered secrets and the streets were lined with memories, Emma and James had grown up as inseparable friends. They had known each other since they were children, their lives entwined in a tapestry of shared experiences, laughter, and countless adventures.

Emma was the dreamer, always lost in books and fantasies of distant lands. James, on the other hand, was the practical one, grounded and dependable. They complemented each other perfectly, their differences weaving a bond that seemed unbreakable.

They spent their days exploring the woods behind their houses, their evenings stargazing on the old hilltop, and their weekends debating their favorite movies and music. It was a friendship that felt as natural as breathing.

But as they grew older, something began to shift in Emma's heart. What had once been a simple, platonic bond started to deepen into something more profound. She found herself lingering on the sound of James’s laugh, feeling an electric thrill whenever their fingers brushed, and longing for the warmth of his embrace. The realization that she was in love with him was both exhilarating and terrifying.

Emma kept her feelings hidden, afraid that confessing them would shatter their beautiful friendship. So, she buried her emotions beneath a smile and a carefully crafted façade, all the while struggling with the weight of her unspoken love.

One crisp autumn afternoon, Emma and James were sitting on their favorite hill, the sun setting in a blaze of orange and pink. They had just finished a heated discussion about their favorite books when James turned to her with a serious expression.

“Emma, there’s something I need to tell you,” he said, his voice unusually soft.

Emma’s heart skipped a beat. She braced herself for whatever was coming, hoping against hope that it wasn’t the end of their friendship.

James took a deep breath, his eyes searching hers. “I’ve been feeling something for a while now. It’s strange, but I can’t shake the feeling that... that I’m falling in love with you.”

The words hung in the air between them, each syllable echoing in Emma’s heart. Her breath caught in her throat, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.

“I... I didn’t know how to tell you,” James continued, his voice trembling slightly. “I’ve been afraid of losing you. But I couldn’t keep this to myself anymore.”

Tears welled up in Emma’s eyes as she realized that the feelings she had been hiding were mirrored in James’s heart. She reached out and took his hand, feeling the warmth of his touch and the truth of his words.

“James,” she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. “I’ve been in love with you for as long as I can remember. I didn’t know how to tell you either.”

In that moment, everything that had been unsaid and unspoken came rushing forth. They held each other tightly, the weight of their hidden emotions lifting as they shared their first kiss beneath the setting sun.

From that day forward, their relationship blossomed into something more beautiful than either had imagined. They continued to be each other’s confidants and companions, but now their bond was enriched with the depth of their love.

Their love story was like a symphony that had always been playing quietly in the background, waiting for the right moment to crescendo. And as they walked hand in hand through the seasons of their lives, they knew that their hearts had always been in perfect harmony.

From Chains to Serenity

 At what hour do you release the chains, Of a past that haunts like night? When do you choose to lift your gaze, And bathe your soul in light? It begins when weariness whispers low, Of wounds that time can’t heal, When the promise of peace outweighs the cost, Of the sorrows you conceal. It’s found in the grace of forgiving breath, Not to forget, but to set free, The shadows that once held your heart, In search of tranquility. It’s when the weight of yesterday’s grasp, Keeps you from tasting today, You unclasp your hands and let it drift, The burden that stood in your way. It’s when you cherish the present's embrace, And leave the ghosts behind, Allowing the dawn’s gentle warmth, To soothe a weary mind. At what point does old resentment fade? When you see life’s too fleeting to dwell, And open your heart to what lies ahead, Where dreams and joys compel. So let the past’s echoes softly fade, And walk in the light anew, For in this moment, your strength is born, Where hope and life break through.

From Shadows to Sunshine

 

It begins when you’re tired of the weight,
Of carrying wounds that never recuperate,
When you choose that peace is worth,
More than the torment you utilized to feel.

It’s in the minute when you excuse,
Not to disregard, but to discharge,
The hold the past has had on you,
To discover in your heart a calm peace.

Its when holding on as well tight,
Has kept you from the present’s gift,
You open your hands and let it drop,
The burden that’s been difficult to lift.

Its when you select the here and presently,
Over the shadows of whats been,
And let the warmth of this modern day,
Replace the cold of where you’ve been.

At what point do you disregard past hatred,
Its when you figure it out that life’s tooshort to stew.
And open your heart to whats in front of you,
To live in the display, where dreams come true.

So, let it go, the past’s ancient song,
And walk in the light, free and brand new.
For in the show lies your strength,
Where life starts and trust is brewed.

Tuesday, July 16, 2024

Unveiling the Mysteries of Rath Yatra: A Spiritual Journey Like No Other

Introduction to Rath Yatra

Rath Yatra, a vibrant and sacred festival, holds profound spiritual significance for millions of devotees around the world. Let's into the history, legends, and rituals that make this journey truly unique.

What is Rath Yatra?

Rath Yatra, also known as the Chariot Festival, is an annual celebration that commemorates Jagannath's journey to his aunt's temple. This event involves the procession of intricately decorated chariots carrying the deities through the streets.

History and Significance of Rath Yatra

Dating back centuries, Rath Yatra has been a symbol of spiritual unity and devotion. It is believed to cleanse the soul and bring blessings to those who participate in the festivities.

How Rath Yatra is Celebrated Worldwide

From Puri in India to various cities across the globe, Rath Yatra is celebrated with great fervor and enthusiasm. The colorful processions, devotional music, and joyous crowds create an unparalleled atmosphere of reverence and joy.

The Legend of Lord Jagannath

At the heart of Rath Yatra lies the revered deity Lord Jagannath, whose legend is steeped in mythology and folklore.

The Story behind Lord Jagannath

Legend has it that Lord Jagannath is a form of Lord Krishna and embodies divine love and compassion. His iconic appearance and benevolent nature have captivated devotees for generations.

Symbolism and Importance of Lord Jagannath

Lord Jagannath symbolizes the universal aspect of divinity and serves as a beacon of hope and spiritual guidance for his worshippers. His image is a reminder of the interconnectedness of all beings.

Myths and Folklore Surrounding Lord Jagannath

Various stories and myths surround Lord Jagannath, adding layers of mystique and intrigue to his divine persona. These tales deepen the spiritual significance of Rath Yatra and inspire devotees to seek inner enlightenment.

The Rituals and Traditions of Rath Yatra

Preparation, procession, and offerings are integral parts of the elaborate rituals and traditions associated with Rath Yatra.

Preparation for Rath Yatra

Months of meticulous planning and craftsmanship go into creating the ornate chariots and preparing for the grand festival. The dedication and devotion of volunteers and artisans are crucial to the success of Rath Yatra.

The Chariot Procession: A Symbol of Unity

The chariot procession symbolizes the journey of the soul towards enlightenment and serves as a unifying force for communities of diverse backgrounds and beliefs. The rhythmic chanting and collective participation create a sense of oneness among the participants.

Offerings and Customs during Rath Yatra

Devotees offer prayers, flowers, and sweets to Lord Jagannath during Rath Yatra, seeking his blessings and guidance. These offerings are imbued with deep spiritual significance and reflect the devotees' reverence and devotion.

The Spiritual Experience of Rath Yatra

Beyond the external rituals, Rath Yatra offers a profound spiritual experience that connects individuals with the divine in a meaningful way.

Connecting with the Divine during Rath Yatra

The energy and devotion that permeate the atmosphere during Rath Yatra facilitate a deep spiritual connection with the divine. Through prayers, meditation, and contemplation, devotees experience a sense of inner peace and enlightenment.

Devotional Practices during the Festival

Chanting mantras, singing bhajans, and performing aarti are common devotional practices observed during Rath Yatra. These rituals foster a sense of devotion and surrender to the divine, inspiring personal growth and transformation.

Impact of Rath Yatra on Personal Growth and Enlightenment

Participating in Rath Yatra can have a transformative impact on individuals, helping them cultivate virtues such as humility, compassion, and gratitude. The festival serves as a spiritual journey that leads to self-discovery and enlightenment.

Rath Yatra Beyond Borders

The universal appeal of Rath Yatra transcends geographical and cultural boundaries, making it a global phenomenon that unites people from all walks of life.

The Global Appeal of Rath Yatra

Rath Yatra has gained popularity worldwide, with devotees from different countries and cultures embracing its traditions and values. The inclusivity and diversity of Rath Yatra make it a festival that resonates with people across the globe.

How Rath Yatra has Transcended Cultural Boundaries

Despite originating in India, Rath Yatra has become a symbol of interfaith harmony and cultural exchange, showcasing the unity in diversity that defines the festival. The spirit of Rath Yatra transcends cultural boundaries and fosters a sense of global spiritual kinship.

The Future of Rath Yatra in a Modern World

As the world evolves and embraces technological advancements, the essence and significance of Rath Yatra remain timeless and relevant. The festival's message of love, unity, and devotion continues to inspire generations and will endure in the evolving landscape of a modern society.

Summary

Unveiling the Mysteries of Rath Yatra takes readers on a spiritual journey rich in tradition, lore, and devotion. From the legends of Lord Jagannath to the global celebration of Rath Yatra, this festival embodies the essence of spiritual enlightenment and universal connection.

 


Friday, August 13, 2021

Dear imaginative lover

Dear Imaginative Love

I don't know whether I should write this to you or not. Once again, I am repeating the same mistake again. Falling for someone. I really don't feel that good talking to you, as compared to travelling through your imagination love. Even if we meet in real, I don't think I'll be satisfied, because we all are selfish somewhere right? Our cravings will increase along with expectations. Sometimes I do shout at my feelings, trying to make it understand to stop what it is doing. But, you know right, feelings can't be controlled? Every night I spend my 
time with you. I don't know whether you changed your pic on my request, or just random. I really love adoring it. I don't know why I am emotionally connected to you. I feel like having a fight with you, where our craziness will irritate each other. I have heard somewhere that, you can hear someone's text if you are closer to them. Same happens to your text. Everytime I want text, call and irritate you, but I don't want to. Anyways you are building your life, build it. I won't disturb you, promise. I don't know whether you really want me or not. Anyways, I love riding this imagination world. There was a day where you said, you would wait for my call, now everything is opposite. I want to grab your t-shirt and pull you towards me, saying, "I Hate You". I don't know what your reaction will be, I don't know.

Wednesday, August 4, 2021

peaceful

Something is peaceful in me too now.

Some aspect is unknown to me,
They feel like they are proud,
Her arrows, wounds are like arches,
Something is calm in me too now.

Something has grown in me like lifeless,
To be silent is like a feat,
Something is jammed in this machine,
Something is calm in me too now.

Looks like it's easy,
But this is a great loss.
There is some ruckus inside,
Something is peaceful in me too now.

Even the heart is like a stone now,
The mind too barren is now like a cremation ground,
Even existence is now nameless,
Something is peaceful in me too now.

Wednesday, June 2, 2021

THE MOMENT I SIT DOWN TO WRITE

The instant I sit down to write, I detach from the world, and my heart glides like a kite,
Infinite thoughts which lay suppressed in my tiny mind, close and tight,
Start exploding to express themselves with all might,
Creating traffic jams of ideas and generating chaos in my sight.
Words keep hopping erratically and haphazardly,
My imagination scopes the peak frantically,
I visualize moon to be my friend whom I speak fearlessly,
And stars illuminate my night, blinking smilingly.
Though I am timid and effortlessly venerable,
But in my imagination, I become daring and irrevocable,
I combat valiantly like the queen of Jhansi, battling pleasurably,
Over my feelings and fancies inevitable.
Nature also plays an influential role in inspiring me,
The sky banquets wide filled with love and painted red,
The land meets the sky far away from the horizon,
Like their fusion is unavoidable in the far end.
The river flows efficiently, smiling at my jocularity,
Why should fish always swim, let them hover,
Why should flowers always smile, let them philander,
Let the bees and butterflies be their acquitted prey hunted.
Everything appears so enchanted when I sit to write,
Everything articulated alleviates the heart with a sustaining smile,
My thoughts, my fancies, and my pen,
Are the utmost blessings which prompt my world to shine.

Thursday, May 20, 2021

*PRUNE YOUR PANDEMIC PANIC THOUGHTS

I fear of many things, Just like you. Right now every corner of the world is into the pot of pandemic. Some are struggling while some are fighting. Some are facing it boldly while some are fearing it being panicked.

Many of you could be facing panic attacks. I may not be sure of what are the reasons behind but I'm sure you are definitely going to be fine completely. 
You only have to deal with your heart,Brain and thoughts, To let your fears run away. 

You may not be able to control your feelings or the situations right away but with little mindfulness and practice, You can reduce your fears with some regular measures. You can handle yourself better during the pandemic just like every time you do, Preventing yourself from your panic attacks.

*What can you do to handle your fears ?*
First identify what are your fears and their causes. If you can't understand or figure out what exactly is the fear of then simply follow the below mentioned points and you could be hopefully able to control yourself to help you feel better. If not with all, Atleast with one point, You could manage your panic attacks. 

_1. Close your eyes,Stop thinking and take a deep breath_
_2. Practice meditating frequently as per your convenience to put yourself at peace._
_3. Start excercising to tackle your stress and frustration and divert your thoughts._
_4. Go to a place that gives you best feeling. If that's not possible, Think of things that make you feel better._
_5. Talk to people. Communication can be a miracle._

The purpose of following any point is just one reason and that's 
"Diverting your thoughts and mind." 
Try as hard as possible to think of positive and peaceful things.

*STAY PEACEFUL | STAY HEALTHY | STAY SAFE!*

Saturday, April 10, 2021

letter to loved

To my loved ones

If you have any problem with my thoughts, writings or ideas than please don't read it. If you don't like then it's okay. Everyone has a different perspective. This note is not just from my side but from most of them. Many people think we shouldn't talk about negative emotions such as sadness, jealousy, anger, etc. I have a question for you'll, are you always present to listen to someone's problems? To all their emotions and feelings? Every day and night? Why do you think we writers write? Just because we want to spread negativity and spoil others name? Everybody has different life. If you think I should stop writing about negative emotions, then I think it'll lead to mental illness: stress, suicidal thoughts and much more. If you people don't understand writer's emotions then what's the use of reading them and loving them. A request for all of you, please don't pressurise anyone telling them to stop penning their emotions. Many people die a living life. Please it's a request, if you'll have time to listen to someone please don't stop them from doing their things. Life is not same for everyone. If anyone thinks I should stop writing, then listen, I'll never do that. If anyone has problem with my writings then please let me know.

To my angel Maliha

 To My Angel (Maliha) I often wonder how our worlds aligned, In a crowded room, a rare gem to find. Of all the paths you could have walked, ...