My Musings – Page 21 – Not your ordinary tales

Losing Is Not an Art. It’s a Fight Club Nobody Signs Up For.

I thought I had become good at losing.Keys. Mugs. Tiffin boxes. Emails I meant to reply to. Friendships I thought were solid until they weren’t. A version of my life that existed only in my head but still left behind a ghost when it dissolved. The little losses added up until it started to feel like muscle memory—like I was supposed to take it all with a quiet smile and an overused quote about letting go. People seemed to admire the calm. “You’re so strong,” they’d say. Which really just meant: “You’re not making us uncomfortable with your …

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Stop Chasing Beauty: How to Actually Glow Up

My worst breakup wasn’t with a person. It was with my own reflection. Not in a poetic way. In a painfully literal, forehead-to-mirror, skin-scabbing, “how did we get here?” kind of way. I broke up with my reflection the day I caught myself leaning inches from the mirror, under that harsh yellow bathroom light at 6:47 a.m., layering concealer on a fresh breakout like it was spackle. The skin was raw, already inflamed, and the more I covered it, the more it screamed back. I wasn’t getting ready—I was unraveling. It crept in gradually—the …

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Climbing Past the Summit: What Nimsdai Taught Me About Being Human

He climbed into the death zone with a hangover, no sleep, and a man dying in his arms—and still kept going. Not to summit. But to save. The mountain was never the hardest part. Being human was. I’ve never stood on top of a Himalayan peak. Not one of the giants, at least. But I have walked paths where the air is thin, the fatigue is real, and you start to meet the quieter voices inside your own head—the ones that ask, "Why the hell are you doing this?" Which is why Nimsdai Purja’s story didn’t just move me. It rearranged something …

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Say What You Need. Then Say It Again.

I didn’t grow up knowing how to ask for what I needed. I mastered silence instead—quick smiles, polite nods, and a library of guesses about what others wanted from me. That’s how I survived. And when I fell in love, I carried this skill like a shield, only to realize it was useless in the battlefield of intimacy. Most people aren’t afraid of rejection. They’re afraid of being seen in their raw, unedited form and still not being loved. That’s what makes saying what you need so terrifying. You’re not just making a request. You’re peeling your …

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The Balance Between Boundaries and Openness

Every relationship has an operating system—spoken or unspoken. Some people move through the world expecting others to adapt to their rhythms.Others over-adapt, constantly shape-shifting to avoid tension. I used to fall into the second category. I wanted people to like me, understand me, get me without explanation. When they didn’t, I felt slighted. Misunderstood. Invisible. Eventually, I realized my emotional state was being dictated by everyone except me. That’s when I started writing a mental manual. Not for others, but for …

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The Day the Voice Went Missing (And Took the Ego With It)

There’s this old story Joel ben Izzy tells, right near the middle of the book. A man walks into a tailor’s shop and orders a suit. The next week, he returns to try it on. It’s awful. The left sleeve is too long, the right one too short, the trousers sag and pinch in all the wrong places. “This is unwearable,” the man complains. “It’s perfect,” the tailor insists. “Just tilt your head like this, drag one foot a bit, hunch your shoulder—see? Now it fits beautifully.” The man limps out of the store, contorted and ridiculous. Two women pass by. …

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