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Have you ever felt like you're a laptop stuck in airplane mode while life demands Wi-Fi? Well, same here. The to-do list is glaring at me like a disappointed teacher, and my creative juices are running drier than last week's leftover bread. Let me break it down: I have deadlines that feel like ticking bombs, ideas that refuse to cooperate, and a brain that would rather ponder why socks always go missing in the wash. (Seriously, where do they go?) The Creative Block Chronicles One moment, you're brainstorming like a genius, and the next, you're staring at the wall wondering if it needs a fresh coat of paint. Creative blocks are like that uninvited guest who shows up just when you're about to get things done. It’s not just about writing or designing; even deciding what to eat feels like solving a quantum physics equation. The Culprits 1. Pressure Cooker Mode: Deadlines and expectations tend to shove creativity into a corner. And let’s be honest, panic is not a muse. 2...

Ever had someone dump their bad mood on you like it’s your fault? They’re all fire and fury, and you’re just standing there, wondering if you should fire back or keep your cool. Here’s a pro tip: Stay calm. It’s the best response, and I’m about to tell you why. Imagine you’re standing in front of a roaring campfire. You can throw more logs (aka your own anger) and make it worse, or you can stand back and let the fire die out. The latter? That’s how you handle anger. When someone’s projecting all their rage onto you, don’t match their energy. Responding with calmness is like showing up to a knife fight with a pillow. It’s impossible to fight that. But why does it work? Well, anger needs a reaction to keep burning. When you don’t give it one, it fizzles out faster than you can say "deep breath." They start to realize their rant is just a solo performance, and guess what? It’s awkward. And awkward means it’s over. And here’s the twist: calmness isn’t about being a doormat. It’s ...

The other day, I found myself immersed in one of Sudha Murty’s books. Her knack for spinning wisdom into the simplest of stories is uncanny. Somewhere between her anecdotes and life lessons, it struck me—everyday life is nothing but a crash course. No, really. Think about it. Life doesn’t come with a syllabus, there’s no teacher you can complain to, and the exams? They’re mostly surprise tests. Her stories reminded me that while life might not hand us a manual, it does hand us hints—if we’re paying attention. So, inspired by her wisdom, here’s a crash course for surviving and thriving in this beautiful chaos we call life. Lesson 1: Expect the Unexpected (Because It Will Happen Anyway) You can plan your day to perfection, but life loves chaos. Made a to-do list? Excellent! Now watch it crumble when your internet dies during an important meeting or when the vegetable vendor becomes your therapist. The secret sauce? Roll with it. Flexibility is the unofficial golden rule of this course. L...

Life is like a North Indian meal—a constant juggling act between daal (long-term goals) and roti (short-term goals). And just like cooking, balancing these two isn’t as simple as it sounds. The daal, your long-term dreams—be it acing a marathon, building a career, or traveling the world—needs time, patience, and slow cooking. On the other hand, rotis are those short-term, immediate tasks—submitting that report, answering emails, or even folding laundry. Quick, repetitive, and endless. Now imagine standing at the tawa of life. You’re rolling out rotis, flipping them, and dodging the smoke, while the daal quietly bubbles on another burner. In the chaos of urgent tasks, the daal often gets neglected, sticking to the bottom and leaving you with the bitter realization: “Yaar, sapne toh sirf sochne mein ache lagte hain.” The Tawa of Chaos Life keeps throwing new rotis your way. Deadlines, responsibilities, unexpected plans—it’s like you’re on a cooking reality show, except the timer never st...

Ever had one of those days when your emotions pull an all-nighter without consulting you first? Like, you’re just trying to exist, and suddenly you’re reliving that one embarrassing moment from high school—what a great time to feel a wave of regret, right? Emotions are sneaky little things. One moment, you’re laughing at a meme; the next, you’re crying over a dog in a movie that you know has a happy ending. It's like they're running a drama marathon in your head, and you didn’t even buy the tickets. Let’s talk about how emotions love to gatecrash. Take anger, for example. Someone skips the line, and boom, you're already planning a world-class roast in your head. Or sadness—oh, it’s a pro at making the tiniest things feel like tragedies. Dropped your ice cream? Instant existential crisis. And then there’s anxiety. Oh, the overachiever. It’ll take a tiny "what if" and turn it into a full-blown sci-fi dystopia scenario. Fun times, right? The truth is, emotions can be...

There’s a thing about unsolicited opinions—they have an uncanny ability to show up uninvited, like that one guest at weddings who critiques the food while hoarding dessert. And no matter how thick your skin is, some words sneak through and sting, making you wonder, "Wait, is this about me, or a character in their alternate reality?" Recently, I found myself at the receiving end of some rather colorful assumptions. Let’s just say the narrative painted about me was a masterpiece of misunderstanding—completely different from the truth, but hey, points for creativity! It was the kind of thing you’d hear and immediately think, Wow, they’ve got an active imagination. Normally, I’d brush it off, but this time, the weight of those words hit differently. Here’s the thing—people will always have opinions, even if they’re based on a half-read sentence from the book of your life. It’s easier to judge than to understand. But as tempting as it is to spiral into self-doubt, it’s worth remem...

There I was, sitting in the car, phone-less. My beloved device, my digital soulmate, was in surgery—screen repair, they called it. And there I sat, staring out the window like some protagonist in an indie movie. But instead of melancholic rain or a soulful soundtrack, there was just me... and my awkwardly fidgeting hands. It hit me—why does being without my phone feel like I’ve lost a limb? Why does this tech-free silence feel deafening? And most importantly, why was I suddenly counting the stitches on the car seat? The Invisible Attachment Issue Phones have sneakily become our emotional support devices. Feeling awkward? Scroll. Feeling bored? Scroll. Existential crisis at 2 AM? Scroll... and then add to cart. Our phones are like that overly clingy friend, except we’re the clingy ones here. The Awkward Free Time Conundrum Sitting without a phone made me realize—I had no idea where to look. Outside? Too intense. At other people? Social crime. At my hands? Why are they suddenly so hand-l...

Ah, the classic dilemma—having a goal so clear it practically has a Google Maps route, yet still mentally rehearsing Plan B as if it’s the Oscars acceptance speech you’ll never give. We’ve all been there, right? One foot firmly planted on the path to our dream career, the other casually dangling over the safety net of a backup plan. It’s not that we doubt our abilities (okay, maybe a little). It’s just that “What if I fail?” is a louder voice than “What if I succeed spectacularly?” Failure feels like tripping over your own shoelaces while the universe watches and slow claps. But here’s the thing: having a backup plan isn’t the problem. The problem is when we start spending more time decorating Plan B’s living room instead of building Plan A’s foundation. We start romanticizing the ‘safe choice’ because it comes without the soul-crushing fear of disappointment. Fear of failure isn’t weakness—it’s human. But letting that fear drive the car? Now that’s a one-way ticket to Mediocreville. T...