Posts from the personal development category.
Awwww.... Hey cutie...finally you found a way to reach me!!! I am so happy... Made my day!!You know I have missed you so much...as our love story started nearly 2 decades ago!! And you have still been the same... It was a rainy day, I had just begun my B.Sc 1st year in GSS college Belgaum, was staying in hostel in the campus itself. The college had just started around July, Monsoon was about to c...
There is a peculiar modern habit that most of us participate in without thinking about it. We tap a screen, place an order, and begin measuring time in minutes. A packet of biscuits, a bottle of medicine, a charger, even an iPhone appears at the doorstep so quickly that the machinery behind the experience becomes invisible. Convenience has become so ordinary that we rarely ask what it takes to man...
There is a particular kind of silence that arrives after reading about someone standing at the edge of everything they once were.I experienced that silence while reading Unshakable Confidence: The Anand Modi Story. Not because the book tries to shock the reader, but because it quietly forces you to confront a difficult question: Who are you when the life you built with your own hands suddenly disa...
The moon defines what makes me happy.I find myself standing in the middle of the road,While everyone passes by around me.I wander, wondering where I want to go—The path whose destination is unknown,Or the one my mind fears to follow.Is it the route that will bring my moon closer to me,Or drift it farther away than it is now?Is it the route that will deepen my fears,Or help me find comfort within t...
There was a moment while reading Where the Highway Ends when I found myself staring at the ceiling instead of the page. Not because the book had become difficult, but because it had quietly opened a door to a memory I had not visited in years. I remembered sitting beside my father on a humid Maharashtra afternoon, listening to him explain something with complete certainty while I pretended not to ...
A few pages into Taking Charge: Living Beyond Diabetes, I found myself thinking about a small crack that once appeared on a wall in my office. At first, it seemed insignificant, easy to ignore. Months later, it had spread across the surface, impossible to overlook. Reading Abhishek Gaggneja’s story evoked that same feeling. Not because our circumstances were identical, but because life’s biggest t...
The evening settled comfortably around the team.Dinner had arrived. Conversations flowed effortlessly from one corner of the table to another, bouncing between laughter, teasing and old memories.For the first time in weeks, nobody was discussing deadlines.Or presentations.Or client calls.They were simply people.And Kaia found herself enjoying it more than she expected.Adrian had arrived a few minu...
Some books arrive loudly, demanding attention from the very first page. I Am, I Can, I Will by Ruby Kapoor arrived differently. It felt like walking into a railway station long after midnight and noticing a lone tea vendor still awake under a flickering tube light — tired perhaps, but steady, warm, and quietly present for whoever needed comfort before the next journey.That is the emotional frequen...
He seems to be comfortable spending the whole day sleeping. Not much of talks, no wishes to travel much or meet people. But is there a norm to follow for people who has retired? What do society expects of people who don’t have the need to work? Is it really required that they need to contribute or do meaningful activities to the society? Isn’t that subjective? He may be depressed and wanting someo...
Some books arrive with noise. Big drama. Big tragedy. Big declarations about life. One Year by Sweta does something riskier. It quietly walks beside you like that exhausted colleague who waits near the office lift at 9:47 p.m., smiling weakly while pretending everything is manageable. And somewhere between those ordinary moments, the book slips under your skin.I started reading it late at night af...