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About Anticipating Pain

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  It is always by way of pain one arrives at pleasure; and if pleasures are greatest in anticipation, just remember that this is also true of troubles A few months back I had a skin situation and had to get a “severely atypical” mole removed. Though it was on my hands, I was asked to lay on my stomach while the doctor’s assistant numbed the areas with lidocaine. He repeatedly asked me, “Are you okay?” And I repeatedly said, “Just fine!” Since it didn’t really hurt that much, it surprised me when he said, “Wow. You’re strong!” I do believe I’m strong, but I’ve always been squeamish around needles — going back to my childhood finger prick, which I resisted with blood-curdling wails. Still, this time the needle prodding didn’t even faze me. So what was different this time? One thing: I couldn’t see it. And because I couldn’t see it, I responded only to the physical sensation, not the expectation of pain and discomfort. How many difficulties in life would seem more bearable if we didn’t ru
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WHAT I KNOW NOW: Things I'd like to tell my younger self

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  Of all the things I learned over the years, I was reminded of the fact that if I could travel back in time I would advise: My 17-year-old self: Worry less or in fact, don’t worry at all - Everything happens for a reason, (Remember faith without deed is dead. Do your best and let God do the rest). Things happen for your good in line with your destiny. It might take a year, it might take a day, but what's meant for you will always find its way. My 21-year-old self: Absorb more and explore - What you study in school gives you more than just base skills in one area - you don’t have to be narrow and work only as a Doctor because you studied Science. You possess cross-functional skills. The 24-year-old me: Embrace Yourself, that’s all that matters - Success and failure are not mutually exclusive. As you grow and succeed you will also learn a lot. My 25-year- old self: Face rejections don’t escape – Don’t dwell on rejection. It’s redirection and for your protection. To 26-year-old me: B
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DAD - is the word

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This Covid year has taught me to be grateful for so many things I have had and all that I have earned. This Father’s Day and every other day from December 9 th , 2018, (I Started calling you DAD) I want to thank the man who became my Father by choice. Of course, I am not making it up, you did STEP UP. THANK YOU FOR NEVER GIVING UP. I remember what a brat I was in my younger days that you witnessed, and I know it couldn’t have been easy to deal with me, especially with my lows and then every inch of me after I got married. Your persistence and determination have not gone unnoticed. I probably deserved you, to write me off long ago, but you refused to give up. Thank you for always loving me. CHEERS FOR ALWAYS BELIEVING YOU ARE and WILL BE MY DAD, NO MATTER WHAT. I’m sure I wasn’t the only one to tell you that you weren’t my real dad, the entire world around us did, and they always will., but you are, you always will till my last breath. “Real” isn’t determined by DNA. You’r
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Cheers to 3 years of togetherness: I trust our next chapter because I know the Author

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Today, my husband and I celebrate our third wedding anniversary. THREE YEARS. I know, I can barely believe it myself. When we got married, I thought we’d spend years 1 and 2 and 3 on a luxurious island vacation, or stretch out on the beach of a high-end resort. In reality, we are stuck at home and maybe just trying to bunk in the middle of the lockdown to some local café or just stay home, pray, and wait to cook a splendid dinner. The way we choose to celebrate our anniversary isn’t the only thing that may turn out differently than I’d expected, but my husband and I are, inarguably, both very different people than we were on our wedding day. Our basic way of life, our career paths, our political views, our idea of personal growth, our general life plans, even our spiritual growth journey that we expected to work out together, all have shifted throughout the last three years — but we’re still together, and we’re still happy and we’re still in love (I think). Our partnership is ungla
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Quarantined: Celebrated 30 years of existence on earth

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Confessions 2021

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Life isn't about waiting for the Storm to pass... It's about learning to dance in the r ain... So it starts with me, it is only when I started to realize that nothing can bring you peace, but yourself. Confessions 2021: Recently a fit of events took place in my life, I was suffering from fits of depression that would range from working over 14 – 18 hour straight without breaks, to long sobbing on my pillows, to sitting in my bathroom and doing nothing, cutting off from the entire social media world to randomly posting all at ones and then feel the hollowness in my heart. I did everything I could to try and get through that sad feeling — engaging in all possible hobbies I had known my entire life, attending random empowering events, being around my close ones and family — but nothing seemed to work. Meanwhile, life wasn’t through drizzling on me. I was diagnosed with PCOS and record-breaking Hypothyroidism. I had gained weight (almost 14-15kgs just in 8-9 months). This was the
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‘Bloom where you are planted’

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Before I clearly get into the topic, I am going to try inspiring you by telling you a story, A fairy tale I suppose - The story of the big Oak and the crawling Oak. So, the big oak and the crawling oak are two trees, and they are brothers (assume for the sake of metaphor), So the two trees are planted on opposite sides of a creek. The big oak was satisfied with where he was placed, he bloomed where he was planted, but the crawling oak was dissatisfied, he was not happy with where he was placed, he did not bloom where he was planted. He in fact wanted to be on the other side of the creek with his brother because he believed that that was where it was going to make him grow big and tall. So, every day the crawling oak tried with all his might to move himself to the other side of the creek, and every day he became more and more bent until one day he found himself to be so crooked that he could never grow to be as tall as his brother. Sad, isn’t it? I hope you get the story, do you? So
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