We’re all just objects in a state of rest or motion, desperately wanting to stay that way. The universe, though, is full of Mondays, alarm clocks, and ‘colony uncles’ trying to force us into doing things. And that’s where all the trouble starts.
had a thought today that felt less like a thought and more like a premonition. It’s about the future of work, and it’s a bit strange, a bit scary, but also… a bit exciting. The world we’re preparing our kids for might not even have “jobs” in the way we understand them. It’s a world where you’re a chai-sipping freelancer instead of an office-going employee.
We’re so used to measuring our worth in salary slips and promotions that we forget the silent, magical things we’re brilliant at. The things that don’t earn a rupee but keep our whole world from falling apart. This is a story about those skills, the ones you take for granted, and the quiet geniuses who possess them.
There’s a special kind of restaurant in India. Not the five-star, ‘shhh-we’re-too-posh-to-talk’ places where you feel guilty for just breathing. And not the chaotic roadside dhabas where everyone’s fighting for a plate of Idly like it’s the last meal on Earth. I’m talking about the family restaurant. The middle ground. The place that’s always ‘just
We think certain things are just… common sense. Like knowing which button to press for the lift. Turns out, what’s obvious to us can be a complete mystery to someone else.
We spend so much time curating our physical spaces, but what about the one space we live in 24/7? Our mind is a fertile garden, and these days, everyone’s throwing their seeds into it. The result? A messy, chaotic jungle we’re forced to live in. It’s time to pick up the gardening gloves.
We all have that one task we keep postponing, not because it’s hard—but because it pokes an old bruise we didn’t realise we had. What if, instead of dodging it, we paused and asked: “Why does this bother me so much?” The answers might just fix more than our to-do list.
Don’t just chase what you’re good at. Chase what pays you for being good at it.
Because someday soon, your talent will either buy you coffee…
…or you’ll be serving it.
We spend our lives running on scripts written by others—society, family, a dead guy from thousands of years ago. But what happens when you hit pause and realize you don’t like your character? What if your true self is not the one you were handed? This is a story about the quiet courage it takes to write your own ending, one scrap at a time.
We hear it everywhere: “Follow your passion.” But what if the whole idea is a bit… misguided? What if the real secret to a balanced life isn’t finding a job you love, but finding a way to love the job that pays the bills? It’s time to talk about the two sides of the equation.
