I used to think the goal was simple. Don’t get angry. Image Credit: Gemini Stay calm. Be composed. Handle things better. But that’s not how it works. At least… not for me. There are days when things pile up. Work doesn’t slow down. Messages keep coming. Something is always pending. And by the time I’m done with all of that, I don’t really feel “done.” Just… drained. Then something small happens at home. A kid throws a tantrum. Doesn’t listen. Repeats the same thing again. And

It’s just one hour. That’s what I told myself. My kid moved to 1st standard. School timing changed. Which means… I have to wake up earlier now. Just one hour. Shouldn’t be a big deal. But it is. Nights feel different now. Earlier, I had a rhythm. Work would end. I’d get some time to unwind. Sleep would come naturally. Now, there’s a quiet pressure sitting in the background. A clock that starts ticking even before I go to bed. I lie down. And instead of relaxing, I start cal

The other day, I noticed something strange. I was brushing my teeth. And I was rushing. There was nowhere to go. Nothing urgent was waiting. Still, I was doing it quickly—like I needed to finish it. That’s when it hit me. I don’t rush because I have to. I rush because I’m used to it. It’s become automatic. Walking fast. Eating fast. Thinking fast. Even relaxing… fast. As if every moment is just something to get through. But get through to what? The next thing? And then the ne

Some days don’t go wrong all at once. They start small. A delayed morning. A missed call. A task that takes longer than expected. And before I realize it, one thing spills into another. When one thing starts affecting everything Recently, I had one of those days. The morning didn’t go as planned. I was already running late.Something small — something that shouldn’t have mattered much — started bothering me. But instead of letting it go, I carried it forward. Into my work. Int

Not enjoying the present You wake up. Check your phone. Rush through getting ready. Eat quickly. Scroll again. Move to the next thing. And by the end of the day, you feel… tired. Not because you did too much. But because you were never really there . We say we’re busy. But most of the time, we’re just distracted. Your body is in one place. Your mind is somewhere else. While eating, you’re thinking about work. While working, you’re thinking about something else. While resting,

I used to think calm existed somewhere else. In the mountains. Near the ocean. In places far from noise. Not here. Not in a fast-moving city. But over time, something changed. Not the city. Just how I started noticing it. Starting the Day Differently My mornings used to begin with my phone. Messages. Emails. News . The day felt rushed before it even started. Then I stopped. Not completely. Just for a few minutes. I started sitting by the window. Letting the light come in. Do