I thought I was doing good, Pushing back insecurities of all the things that haven't happened yet to me, And not comparing my journey to someone else's, Until this evening, Which has hit me with a bag full of every insecurity, Every failure, Everything that hasn't happened to me yet, And caging me with the crazy thoughts, Pushing me behind the start line again, It's a long journey, again, From the start, again. is it the hormones, or is it existential crisis?

On a random May afternoon, I was thinking about how, How in school, Everyone seemed to get everything before I did, I did get there eventually, And this is not about studies, I was great in that, It's about everything else. (look at me comparing) And today, that still feels so valid. Then, moments ago, I found this reel that said, Have you noticed how when medals are distributed, The 3rd place is always called first, Then the 2nd place, And finally, The 1st is called the last

I hope they always see, That you're forged, From the same place as, The precious stones and metals, That you carry the same spark and strength, Like them, Like you are one of the precious elements of the universe. I hope you always see that too.

Waise toh mai usse nazrein uthakar na dekhu, Par guzarti zaroor hu, Uske saamne se. Waise toh woh mujhe nazrein milakar na dekhe, Par guzarta zaroor hai, Mere saamne se. Waise toh mai usse nazrein milakar dekhu, Par dekhe toh woh mujhe, Guzarate hue saamne se. Waise toh woh mujhe nazrein uthakar dekhe, Par dekhu toh usse mai, Guzarate hue saamne se.

Artsy Girl Spends Sunday Afternoon Doing Maths For Her Art Business. Sunday Spent Well With Percentages, Numbers, Multiplication, Division, Addition and Subtraction. A Girl Gets Traumatized By Doing Simple Maths For Her Business. Maths Makes Artsy Girls Head Spin. Sources say she never got any answers correct in her Boards' Finals Papers. She confesses, she doesn't know how she cleared Mathematics in school. my maths professors will be horrified. but, even they knew i didn't

Things I noticed today: saw a kite fighting with a crow mid-air. the kids playing cricket the middle of the road lost their ball for 10+ mins. ate the best mango of the season. (yet) the sky looked pretty after sunset. my sports team is winning the match against their biggest rivals. made some sample bouquets for an order. researched about some sustainable yarn. added some items to my junk journal.

It's a new day of a new month, The clouds are littered in the blue sky, The air feels lighter, The sun is brighter, And there's some vibe in the atmosphere, That reminds you of the summer vacations as kids, It feels okay. It feels right.