Tag: authentic living
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Being Social Without Being Available
I’m still social.Just not available in the way I used to be. Being social now looks quieter. Fewer plans. Smaller groups. More one-on-one time where you actually get to talk, catch up, and connect without shouting over background noise or splitting attention ten different ways. I still enjoy a big gathering once in a while,…
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Why I’m Happiest in My Own Company
I’ve always been comfortable being alone. Not in a dramatic, poetic way. Not as a statement. It’s just something that settled into me early and never really left. I was an only child, and opening up to people never came easily. I grew up around a lot of unnecessary drama, the kind you don’t choose…
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Small Things That Instantly Improve My Mood
I’ve realised something about myself over the years.My mood doesn’t need grand gestures. It doesn’t need life-changing news, big wins, or dramatic moments. Most days, it just needs… small things.Very small things. The kind that feel almost silly to admit, but work every single time. Like walking outside at night with my AirPods on, noise…
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Why I Started Blogging in 2026
If you had told me a few years ago that I’d be starting a blog in 2026, I probably would’ve laughed. Blogging felt like something from another internet era. Something we all did, or followed, in the early 2010s. Then somewhere along the way, it faded into the background. Replaced by feeds, reels, stories, algorithms,…
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Confessions of a Taxi Lover
Why you’ll never catch me on the metro Everyone has habits they can’t shake. Mine? Taxis. Or Ubers. Or, back when I was living in Mumbai, rickshaws. It became such a running joke that even an ex-colleague once wrote a song about it. Complete with the line “taxi w***e.” Not my proudest nickname, but it…
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I’m Officially in My Rice Era
Paella, pulao, biryani, and everything in between. I had a small realisation recently, and once it clicked, I couldn’t unsee it. I am going through a massive rice phase. For over a month now, I’ve been eating rice pretty much every day. At least one meal for sure, sometimes even both. And honestly? I have…
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Food That Feels Like Home
Home has never been a fixed point for me. It has shifted, stretched, and redefined itself over the years. Spain. India. Places in between. I have learnt to live comfortably with that ambiguity, but if there is one place where the idea of home has always felt certain, it is on a plate. I was…
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Madrid Teaches Me How to Stay
There are cities that teach you how to leave. Madrid taught me how to stay. I don’t mean stay in the literal sense, although I have. I mean stay present. Stay grounded. Stay connected to myself even when life feels noisy or demanding. Madrid has a way of doing that without trying. It doesn’t rush…