My Musings – Page 38 – Not your ordinary tales

One Life, Wild Trails: Breaking Free on Himalayan Peaks

It might sound strange, but the best decision I ever made looked like a huge mistake to everyone else. I had a steady routine and a clear plan for the future. Yet, deep down, I felt trapped—like being stuck in a windowless room. I knew something had to change, so I left it all behind and headed for the Indian Himalayas. The first few days on the trail were a brutal wake-up call. My pack felt stuffed with rocks, and every steep stretch pushed me to my limits. My legs burned, and each blister made me question my sanity. Even in that struggle, …

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When Love Feels Like Chasing a Ghost

There’s nothing more maddening than loving someone who keeps slipping through your fingers. You reach, they pull away. You beg, they stay—for a while. But just when you start to believe things might finally be different, they disappear again. Not physically, but emotionally. They vanish into silence, detachment, indifference. And every time, you tell yourself it’s the last time you’ll beg, the last time you’ll believe their promises. But somehow, you still do. It’s a dance that’s as intoxicating as it is devastating: the anxious partner …

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The Great Illusion of “Rational” Decisions

Most people like to think their decisions are driven by logic and reason. We convince ourselves that we carefully consider all options, weigh the pros and cons, and make choices based on facts. In reality? Most of those decisions—especially the important ones—are led by something much less objective: our opinions. These aren't the well-thought-out opinions that come from experience or reflection. They’re the gut-level opinions, shaped by past experiences, biases, emotions, and, sometimes, our egos. These opinions look a lot like rational …

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Clearing the Clutter: Letting Grief In

The room was still, quiet in that way that makes you aware of every sound—the creak of the floorboards, the soft hum of the fridge, the tapping of a distant keyboard. She sat on the couch, staring at the blank wall in front of her. The emptiness around her wasn’t the kind that could be filled with noise or distractions. It was the kind of silence that pulls you inward, forcing you to face things you’ve been ignoring. She hadn’t planned to cry today. It wasn’t on the list. But grief had a way of sneaking up, like it always did. She’d spent …

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When Tiny Steps Feel Too Small, Keep Walking Anyway

Some days, progress is that quiet hum under the floorboards—barely noticeable but relentless. You push a word across the page, another rep at the gym, another lap around your block, and nothing feels different. The world expects fireworks, but real change is a slow trickle, not an explosion. It’s two in the morning edits when your brain begs for sleep. It’s the same hill on your run that once felt impossible. If you wait for excitement, you’ll waste nights staring at a blank screen or miles undone. There’s freedom in shrinking your goals …

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Mistress of My Mind

I lost my mind the other day,It ran off fast, got in the way.Got stuck in thoughts that led nowhere,In worries hanging in the air. It dug up things best left behind,Played old mistakes on loop, rewind.Spun what-ifs out till I felt small,Like I had no control at all. For days I let it pull me in,A spinning wheel beneath my skin.Till something snapped—I took a stand,And grabbed my mind with both my hands. Turned down the noise, stepped into light,Pulled myself back into the fight.Because the mind will slip, it’s true,But I decide what it …

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