Some days the soul just aches for justice. Not out of bitterness, but to know the pain we carried wasn’t meaningless, that someone, somewhere, noticed how hard it was. It comes from wounds you never chose, words that were sharper than knives, and memories that still echo even when you try to silence them. Sometimes […]
“Productivity is not my worth. Rest is sacred. My peace is non-negotiable.” There was a time I measured my days by how much I could accomplish. How many tasks I ticked off. How long I could keep pushing through exhaustion. I thought my worth was tied to how busy I stayed. But when body could
Sometimes it feels like there are three lives inside us, all happening at once — none caring to listen to the others. The soul is exhausted. It’s tired of playing roles, tired of chasing in the endless race of this world. It whispers, almost pleading: *”No role, no race, please.“* But the mind is wired differently. It still
When thoughts start dancing, I forget, and start believing I have to prove myself. To others. Maybe even to God — because fear taught me to run, even there. Even when I tried to meditate, the thoughts wouldn’t leave me. Even when I tried to be silent, the back of my mind was on a
Not every thought needs a reply. Some are meant to drift by, like clouds. Let them. — Jayasudhaunspoken, still
