Childhood
Discovering My Passion for Painting at 40
It’s funny how life often throws unexpected gifts when you least expect them. For me, the gift came at the age of 40, a milestone that is supposed to be a marker of adulthood, responsibility, and perhaps the beginning of a midlife crisis. But for me, it was something more profound—a journey of self-discovery and rediscovery.
By Muhammad Jawad9 months ago in Confessions
When Love Faded: How I Reclaimed My Identity After a Breakup
When people talk about heartbreak, they often describe it as an explosion—loud, sudden, and devastating. But for me, it was more like a slow unraveling. A quiet pulling apart that started long before the actual goodbye. I didn’t notice it at first. Or maybe I didn’t want to. But eventually, I looked in the mirror and saw someone I barely recognized—a woman who had slowly disappeared inside a relationship that no longer reflected her.
By Muhammad Jawad9 months ago in Confessions
The Illness That Changed My Perspective on Health and Happiness
Before I got sick, I thought I understood what it meant to live a healthy life. I exercised a few times a week, watched what I ate (more or less), and took pride in not missing a single workday in years. I measured health by physical energy and productivity. But that illusion shattered the day I was diagnosed with a chronic illness I never saw coming.
By Muhammad Jawad9 months ago in Confessions
"An Unseen Journey of Emotions"
In a small town nestled between hills and lavender fields lived Ayaan, a gifted pianist who had lost his sight at the age of ten. Music became his world. With each keystroke, he painted emotions he could no longer see. His blindness sharpened his sensitivity, and he often said that while his eyes could not see beauty, his heart never missed it.
By D A R K9 months ago in Confessions
How Losing My Job Helped Me Rebuild a Better Life
It’s strange how the worst moments in our lives can become the foundation for something better. At the time, it didn’t feel like a blessing in disguise—it felt like the world had collapsed beneath my feet. But looking back now, losing my job was the wake-up call I never knew I needed.
By Muhammad Jawad9 months ago in Confessions
Amazing grace
Being in my 40s has led to many revelations. Questioning early learnings and continuous pondering. The way forward does not look anything like the path that led here. Its quite sobering to now be understanding life from a completely different point of view. It seems like there can be good in vastly different scenarios, depending on how you look at it. Time and circumstances play a role and in some instances what you may have chosen a few years ago is now what you would intentionally avoid going forward. Time passes. Our appearances change. We gain clarity as we go along. Silence and loneliness have in time become "rest for the mind" and "space to breathe". I observe the way of life of the next generation, learning, absorbing, contemplating, comparing. The way we have lived life growing up and how we conducted ourselves in our early years comes to mind. While noting the nostalgic glimpses to the past, also in the next second recognising the stark contrast to how things are now. Do we have a say in the way forward. Should we correct the younger generations according to our reference or rather step back and allow life to flow and learnings to occur in their own time. Will those younger be open to our interpretation and guidance or scorn it? What would their elders and caregivers have to say to our corrections. Are we over stepping the mark? Perhaps they would do better than us. Its all unchartered waters and only time and individual perception, perhaps retrospective evaluation sometine in future would provide some clues. Wading through masses of unwanted content in social media, which to some is the new platform to share, to find true gems of wisdom, is sometimes exhausting. I guess old souls crave solid connection. Old school values that are timeless and sweet. A clarity in mind, body and soul and respite needed to go on. Its all beautiful, intimidating, fascinating, questionable, and so much more all at once. We are grateful for the lessons and the opportunity to learn again today. The aim is and has been to protect the innocent pure souls who bring delight and peace to our lives, the ones who give us a true glimpse of heaven, the elderly eyes and young laughs who give us a priceless gift of their presence which is etched in our souls.
By Mogini Nadasan9 months ago in Confessions
"Command the Crowd: How to Speak Confidently in Front of 1,000 People
Speaking in front of a large audience—1,000 people or more—is often considered one of the most intimidating challenges in public speaking. The sheer number of eyes watching you can send a jolt of nervous energy through even the most confident individuals. But with the right mindset, preparation, and delivery techniques, you can turn that fear into fuel and deliver a powerful performance that resonates with every person in the room.
By Fawad ali9 months ago in Confessions
A Journey Through Faith and Family. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
At 13 years old, I found myself living with my aunt, who provided a nurturing and stable environment. Life was good, and I experienced a typical teenage existence for the first time. My aunt cared for me deeply, never complaining or urging me to seek employment, understanding that
By Anisa9 months ago in Confessions
I Wasn’t Supposed to Make It — But I Did Anyway
I wasn’t supposed to make it. Not because I didn’t want it bad enough. Not because I was lazy or lost or clueless. I just didn’t have the setup. No golden ticket. No backup plan. No one telling me, “You’ve got this.”
By Zeeshan Haider9 months ago in Confessions
I Was the Wife Who Stayed Quiet — Until Silence Became My Strength
They always say marriage is about compromise, sacrifice, patience. I believed that. I lived it. I was the wife who made sure everything ran smoothly, who smiled in front of guests, who stood by her husband no matter what. Not because I was weak. But because I thought that’s what love was.
By Zia Udin9 months ago in Confessions
Raised by Warnings
I was raised with love—but also with warnings. Be careful. Don’t say that. Watch your tone. You’re going to make someone angry. Like invisible tripwires, the cautions lined the hallways of my childhood. They taught me how to be safe—but not how to be free.
By M.SUDAIS 9 months ago in Confessions
