Teenage years
Matrimony, Heartbreak, and Broken Promises: My 2014 Love Story
I started liking him as he is family oriented and gives much importance to his family. Within two months, we met each other and spent time together for two-three days. During that time, I was in US project and I was about to get H1B. As he was in Europe, he wanted me to come to Europe to be with him, so I moved out of US project saying I got engaged to a guy and he lives in Europe.
By Chahat2 years ago in Confessions
Why an Older Woman-Younger Man Relationship Can Work So Well
Age really is just a number, and this is becoming truer as we move toward a greater cultural embrace of aging gracefully and the possibilities of longevity. For most men, this is an agreeable sentiment—the older man-younger woman dynamic has been accepted as normal for generations.
By Venu2 years ago in Confessions
The Secret I’ll Never Tell: How I Destroyed a Happy Marriage. Content Warning.
Around the time I out of high school, I had a very good friend who I hoped to one day became my girlfriend. Long story short, it never panned out — I was too shy and unsure of myself. On the day I planned to try to move things forward, she started showing a great deal of interest in some guy we met, and I lost my courage. This was devastating to me, and I lost the last shred of self-confidence. Soon after we lost contact after I moved to another city.
By Chahat2 years ago in Confessions
The Enchanted Bloom of Wonders
In a sun-kissed meadow, where wildflowers swayed gently in the breeze, a curious boy named Kava wandered through the grass, his bright green eyes scanning the ground for hidden treasures. His curly brown hair bounced with each step, and the warm sunlight danced across his face, illuminating his infectious smile. Kava loved nothing more than exploring the outdoors, discovering secrets that lay just beyond the edge of everyday sight. As he made his way deeper into the meadow, he stumbled upon a hidden path he had never seen before – a path that seemed to whisper his name.
By Maya2 years ago in Confessions
An open letter to the ones who are scared of how they might be perceived
An open letter to the ones who are scared of how they might be perceived. What if people think I am too weird or ecstatic to be around as a person? What if others think I am too much, too much passion, too many emotions, too strong, too opinionated, and not a cool person to hang out with? I wish I could say that I haven't said that, I am oblivious to feeling insecure, bothered or sabotaging my self-belief from time to time. But truth be told, it is only humane of me to be concerned about how I might be perceived in the minds of others. If you relate to this, I am writing this letter to you, my imperfect fellow being. In the most vulnerable and painstaking way, we all are not immune to the negativity and limiting beliefs of ourselves and others.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
The Warm Embrace of Self-Acceptance
The Warm Embrace of Self-Acceptance It takes years to build your trust but it takes a moment, a simple rustle of words through the air, a singular action that dwindles the faith we have in someone. Life has always had its flair of shedding and unwavering our realities with the ones we need to embrace, of robbing us of the sturdy land of certainty and plopping us into the ocean of the unknown, stumbling us into the blatant truth of existential being, making us learning the lessons the hard way.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
On survival.
On survival. The question of existence still haunts me in the silence of the stillness that loneliness brings with it. To be or not to be, to exist in the coexistence of dualistic forces, to dance with the uncertainty or to play it along the periphery, what I hold certain, has always questioned me, bemoaned me. Truth be told, I beheld the cry for help when its absence called in silent whispers around the blanket of dwelling and absconded its abundant presence over me. There is a painting that traces the bits of serenity in my life, the colors that adorn the hues of the almighty run deep through the veins of my soul to find the brevity of pain. I glance at the picture of Lord Krishna, reminiscing the days that passed by. Darkness sets its sterility in the brimming light of today, as the dawn of today paints itself in the colours of the dusk of yesterday.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
Querencia- The place where I draw my strength.
Querencia- The place where I draw my strength. To be or not to be, to thrive or just be merely alive to survive, is a question I have often pondered upon. What does being alive mean? Does it mean extrapolating in the exteriors of materialistic drawls, of forging in an existence that is concealed with the perfectionism of having it all?
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
Knowing When It’s Time to Leave a Relationship: A Comprehensive Guide
1. Figuring out the Idea of Adoration Prior to plunging into the signs now is the right time to leave, understanding the idea of love is fundamental. Love isn't simply an inclination however a mix of feelings, activities, and shared regard. At the point when love is available, connections blossom with shared values, common help, and regard. However, when these components begin to fade, it very well may be an ideal opportunity to reconsider the relationship.
By Femax Paul2 years ago in Confessions
10 Subtle Signs Your Relationship May Be in Trouble and How to Fix Them
Relationships begin on a high note, with both partners feeling a strong bond and satisfaction. But as time passes small indicators might suggest that the connection isn't as strong as it used to be. Spotting these signs can help avoid bigger problems in the future. Here's a list of ten subtle hints that your relationship might be struggling, plus ways to tackle them.
By DEVASENAN SUBRAMANI2 years ago in Confessions
An ode to imposter syndrome
An ode to imposter syndrome Self-worth and self-belief are the two sides of the same coin. We all have seeds of self-doubt planted within us, either from our inner limiting beliefs, trauma or negative projections of other people’s opinions. It is hilarious how we place our self-esteem in the hands of others with ease and then find ourselves in the labyrinth of negative perceptions of ourselves or dwindling confidence in our abilities. Life is a paradox, to heal you must be hurt, amid the most massive of pain and breakdown lies the most eminent breakthrough you would ever receive. If you want confidence and faith in your abilities, you must swim through the turbulent ocean of self-doubt and insecurity.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
