Tag Archives: personal-growth

I Am Lost, But I Exist

I am lost — but I exist.
Somewhere beneath a pile of hundreds of chores and duties, I breathe. I move through the day, ticking tasks off lists, smiling when expected, surviving each rush. Yet, deep within, there’s a quiet pull — a search for something that could lift me back to the surface.

Time is ticking. Milestones are passing. And it feels like I’ve missed most of them. Still, I yearn — to hope, to rise, to fall, and to rise again.

Some days weigh heavy with sadness, and some shimmer softly with light. Both matter. Both remind me I’m still alive.

I want to run — not from myself, but toward a place where life feels full again. A place where my robe carries countless experiences stitched across its fabric — moments of laughter, tears, courage, and quiet wonder.

I want to fall in love with life, deeply and endlessly.

Maybe this post will get buried among millions. But still — I write.
Because I want to be read.
Because somewhere out there, maybe someone else feels lost too… and needs to know — they still exist.

When Plans Fall Apart, Life Still Flows

Last month, I was all set to change my life. I wanted to add creativity, meaning, excitement, and adventure to it. I spent days planning how I would allocate my time—learning, playing with my baby, finishing chores, resting, taking care of my body, connecting with friends, and more.

That planning phase itself was exciting, I must admit. But soon, joining all the pieces together became difficult. Each time I failed to stick to the plan, it felt like I was collecting milestones of failure, adding up to a negative score against myself.

Then I realized—what I was doing wasn’t living. I was torturing myself in the name of a perfect plan.

Life is mostly unplanned. Yes, having a routine and some discipline can streamline our days and give them meaning, but after a while, even those can turn into a trap. We begin layering them with too many goals, too many expectations, and eventually lose sight of the joy in simply being.

The truth is, our life is already good, no matter how ordinary or simple it looks. If we can happily manage our meals, our health, and our shelter—we already have most of what we need. Living becomes joyful when we learn to embrace solitude and simplicity.

Life is not about tiring ourselves in the chase of endless goals. It is about enjoying it—in whichever way it comes. A good sleep, a relaxed body, a walk, or a heartfelt conversation—these are rewards in themselves.

The busyness we run after is just an illusion.

Does Winning or Losing Really Matter?

From the moment we enter this world, a silent race begins.
First to cry.
First to walk.
First to speak.
Better marks. Better clothes. Better job.
Even when no one’s watching, we’re often sprinting — to be “better” than someone, or perhaps, better than who we were yesterday.

But why?

Even when we pause, reflect, and tell ourselves, “Winning isn’t everything,” deep down… we crave something more.
Fulfillment. A sense of achievement. A feeling of being “enough.”

And it’s not wrong.
This inner longing — this desire to accomplish — might just be the very thing that makes us human.

We often confuse this journey with a trap — an endless loop of wins, losses, and comparisons. But maybe, it’s not the outcome that truly matters, but the fire within us — the reason we show up every day and say, “Let me try again.”

🌱 The Secret Might Be This

Instead of resisting the instinct to strive, what if we embraced it… mindfully?

Let’s acknowledge that our hearts long to create, to win, to overcome. But let’s also learn to:

  • Detach our self-worth from the results.
  • See failures as teachers, not verdicts.
  • Find joy in the process, not just the trophies.

When we break big goals into small milestones — like reading one page, writing one line, running one kilometre, helping one person — we build something far more powerful than success: inner peace with momentum.

And no, it may not earn applause or medals every time.
But it makes our hearts beat with purpose.
And maybe, just maybe, that’s the real victory.

So today, set a small challenge.
Write the first page.
Call the loved one.
Start the project.
Dream the dream.
Act like you’re solving the climate crisis or winning a world cup — because that enthusiasm is what your spirit deserves.

And when you do it — not for the world, but for you — you’ll feel something awaken.
A quiet power.
That’s your win.

Ripples from the Past, Strength for Today

Not every story has a sequel, but every chapter shapes who we are.

It just takes a pebble — something small, seemingly harmless — to stir ripples in still water. And sometimes, all it takes is a moment, a memory, or a breeze to stir old ripples in our lives, shaking emotions we thought were long buried.

Each of our lives is a storybook.
But not every story continues as a neat sequel.
Some chapters end abruptly, some fade out unfinished, and some leave behind more ache than answers.

And yet… they’re all ours.

Sometimes, we revisit those quiet alleys of our past — not because we want to, but because something pulls us there. A scent, a voice, a forgotten song.
And suddenly, we’re back — feeling everything all over again.
The sadness. The guilt. The loss.
We begin to wonder: Did I fail there? Did I choose wrong? Should I have done it differently?

But here’s something I want you — and myself — to remember today:

Taking a decision is brave. Living through it is braver.

No one else may say it, but I will:
You were strong then. You’re strong now.
Sometimes life doesn’t offer us the “right” choice — only the lesser wrong.
And in those moments, we do the best we can.

You may carry the weight of things unsaid or undone, but don’t let that drown you.
Hold yourself.
Breathe.
Place your hand on your heart and offer yourself compassion — the kind you so freely give to others.

This life — this one, imperfect, emotional, beautiful life — is still yours.

You don’t have to silence every ache.
You don’t need to erase old pages to write new ones.
You just need to remind yourself that you are a warrior of your own story.

Today, if you’re feeling weak, sad, or overwhelmed — it’s okay.
Hold yourself a little tighter.
Be gentle with your heart.
And whisper to yourself:
“This, too, will pass. I am healing. I am here.”