Unfolding 2025

There is a space between the first spark of an idea and its final, public form a sacred, silent space. In that space lives the work-in-progress. The story still shaping itself. The voice still warming up. The creator still learning how to say what needs to be said. It is tender, unformed, and yet incredibly powerful. And because of that, it demands respect, not exposure. Recently, I shared something personal and unfinished, the first chapter of my book. It was a quiet act of trust, not performance. I handed it to someone I love and assumed would guard it the way I had been guarding it myself with patience, with reverence. Instead, I found out that lines from that chapter were being quoted to friends, casually, as if they were already public property. And suddenly, I felt stripped of something intimate. Something not yet ready to meet the world. This wasn’t about someone trying to hurt me. This was about someone not understanding the weight of what they held. The chapter wasn’t just a c...

  Evolving SMART Goals   SMART goals. Specific, Measurable, Achievable, Relevant, and Time-bound . Basically, the alphabet soup every manager loves throwing around in planning meetings. They’ve been around longer than some office coffee machines and just like those machines, they get the job done… but sometimes, they lack flavor. SMART goals have helped organizations plan better, stay on track, and break down big objectives into manageable tasks. No doubt about it. But let me ask you something real: Are these goals still smart enough? Or have they just become a box to tick? We’re no longer working in cubicles with productivity posters taped to the walls. Today, the workplace is more about people, purpose, and passion. (Look at that, I just penned 3-P’s!) Yet, despite the shift, we still set goals as though we’re assembling IKEA furniture exact, rigid, and, well, a bit soul-sucking. We hit every milestone. The progress bar is full. The dashboard's green. But inside? We...

Let’s talk about words for a second. They're tiny, aren’t they? So small they almost seem inconsequential. Yet, these little powerhouses can launch empires, wreck relationships, start wars, and heal wounds. But somewhere along the line, we’ve turned them into confetti, scattered about for effect, with zero intention of cleaning up the mess afterward. I have a thought bear with me. What if every promise you made was an actual agreement? Not the metaphorical kind where you're like, Yeah, I’m totally going to hit the gym this week (we all know how that goes). No, I mean the kind of agreement that you sign , the kind that binds you to something real, like the paperwork when you buy a house or adopt a pet. Wild, right? Section 2(g) of the Indian Contract Act defines an agreement as, every promise and every set of promises, forming the consideration for each other, is an agreement. Here's how it plays out: You say, I’ll do this in two months bam, that’s a deadline. You s...

You are not being lazy; you are being loyal to your distractions. Let’s be honest, food, friends, weekends, alcohol, cigarettes, endless conversations, even the act of planning, they’re not the villains. But in your story, they’ve become the perfect escape routes. Every time you feel that itch to change your life, these distractions show up like loyal servants ready to comfort you. They don’t look harmful. That’s what makes them dangerous. They’re seductive in their normalcy. A good meal, a chill night, a deep talk, it all feels deserved. But what exactly have you earned? Comfort never created anything worth remembering. The harsh truth is, most of these habits are just dressed-up delays. You’re not recharging. You’re running. Running from the hard thing. From the responsibility of getting serious. From that heavy silence where you have to face your own undisciplined self. Food becomes emotional anaesthesia. Friends become noise. Parties become permission to forget what you said ...