Posts

Showing posts from October, 2025

Point of Views

“Excellence ke peeche bhago, success jhak mar ke tumhare peeche aa jayegi.” ~ Funsuk Wangdu  This quote has always been a core part of what keeps me going, and honestly, it’s a huge reason I even wrote this blog. I know, looking at the title, it might sound random, but bear with me — there’s context coming. So, my first college internals just ended. They went decent enough , but yesterday I got my math marks back. Not bad overall, but I made one extremely silly mistake...I literally forgot to divide my final answer by 2. My evaluator cut 4 marks for that. Anguished and full of emotions, I called up my brother. He had an exam in the next 15 minutes, but he still picked up and patiently listened to my rant: “I can’t take this anymore! Why isn’t this pattern changing? Why does something always go wrong at the end? It’s not about the marks! it’s about the pattern ! How am I supposed to let this go if it keeps repeating?” He just laughed softly and said, “It’s always going to be that ...

Unbound, yet homebound :)

A few weeks ago, while leaving the theatre with watery eyes after watching Homebound , I felt this strange numbness — like my thoughts were racing but my heart had slowed down. The Oscar-worthy direction, cinematography, and acting, of course, added layers to the experience. But what really struck a chord with me was the film’s central theme: “ Unbound, yet homebound friendship. ” Now that college has begun — new faces, new routines, the slow unlearning of comfort — this theme feels even closer to me. The number of times I’ve listened to “Yaar Mere – From Homebound” is honestly unhealthy (lol). But every time it plays, it pulls me back to that moment in the theatre — and to every friend who’s ever felt like home. Friendship, I’ve realised, is the most unbound relationship of all. How long ago you met, how long it’s been since you last spoke — none of it matters when someone makes you feel like yourself again. That comfort, that quiet knowing, that shared language of inside jok...