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The Psychology of Letting Go Why We Struggle With Moving On
The Psychology of Letting Go: Why We Struggle With Moving On Why do we hold on so tightly—even when it hurts? Letting go is one of the hardest lessons life demands of us. Whether it’s the end of a relationship, the loss of a loved one, or even the fading of a dream, moving on feels like trying to loosen our grip on something that has become part of our identity. Yet psychologists argue that letting go is not a sign of weakness but an act of growth. Understanding why we struggle to release the past can help us finally set ourselves free.
By Muhammad aliabout a year ago in Humans
How to Build Confidence Even If You Feel Shy and Insecure
I’ve always been the quiet one in the room, the person who hides behind the walls, afraid of speaking up. I thought confidence was something people were born with… until I discovered it could be learned.”
By Dadullah Danishabout a year ago in Humans
“The Forgotten Straightforward Man” . AI-Generated.
No one knew exactly when Master Ilyas came to this neighborhood or when he rented the small room, but everyone knew he was a refugee from Ambala because he spoke the dialect of that region. Master Ilyas lived in a rented room. The boys of the neighborhood would come to him to learn counting, numbers, and writing on the board. He had a quail and a rooster. The quails were kept in cages, but the rooster always stood a little distance from his door. Master Ilyas had fixed a brass ring on one of the rooster’s legs, tied a strong string to it, and nailed the other end of the string to the threshold of his room. The people of Mohsin’s neighborhood respected Master Ilyas. Whenever they passed by his door, they greeted him with “Assalamu Alaikum.” Master Ji seemed to do some other work too, but no one really knew what it was. Perhaps he worked as a clerk in the vegetable market, or maybe in a dyeing factory, or in some distant neighborhood. His life was a mystery, but everyone knew that he survived on a meager income. In truth, Master Sahib was a very straightforward man. He did not know how to keep pace with the times. His appearance was such that it did not attract sympathy, and his speech was so plain that people never believed him. He never lied, never manipulated, never exaggerated, never boasted, and never frightened anyone. His honesty was so blunt and uncompromising that people found it uncomfortable. He seemed less like a man and more like a burden on the world. Because of this, he had no friends. The people of the neighborhood respected him only from a distance, with greetings and formal kindness. One winter evening, the landlord came and scolded Master Ilyas harshly. He threatened that if the rent of the last six months—one hundred and eighty rupees—was not paid within three days, he would throw his belongings out. Master Ji was terrified, because he had only fifty rupees, tied in a thread in his pocket. The landlord angrily threw the money on the ground, in front of the rooster, and said: “Go away! I don’t want this. Bring me the full one hundred and eighty!” When the landlord left, Master Ilyas picked up the money and put it in his waistcoat pocket. He sat on his small cot, grief-stricken. For the first time, he felt such sorrow that it tied his chest, yet no tears came to his eyes. As promised, the landlord soon picked up his belongings and threw them out. He placed Master Sahib’s cot under the transformer and piled the rest of his things nearby. Then, locking the room with a new Chinese lock, he rode away on his scooter. The next morning, Master Ilyas went to Sheikh Karim Nawaz’s mansion and asked him for a loan of two hundred rupees. Sheikh Sahib, however, dismissed him as a good but foolish man. Later, he went to Ismail Bajaz’s shop and reduced his request to one hundred and fifty rupees, but Ismail too apologized. Master Sahib went from place to place, but in those days of inflation, no one had anything to lend. On the eighth night of sleeping under the transformer, Master Ilyas went to a homeopathic doctor. After checking him, the doctor said, “Master Sahib, you have pneumonia. I can give you some medicine, but you should also see a proper doctor.” Master Ji left the clinic, drank a glass of hot milk from Jabbar Halwai’s shop, and again asked him for a loan of two hundred rupees. Jabbar, knowing no one would lend to such a poor and helpless man, laughed. It was a rare laugh for Jabbar, but to him the request seemed absurd. For three days in a row, Master Ilyas sat on his small cot with his head covered by a blanket. When neighbors passed by, they greeted him: “Why, Master, the sun is setting?” And he would reply in a muffled voice, “Yes, it was a little cold.” On the fourth day, at the time of the Fajr call to prayer, Master Ilyas quietly passed away. The entire neighborhood of Mohsin Mohalla was stunned. By breakfast, silence and grief wrapped the streets. A bowl of kangani was given to his quails, and a bowl of flour to his rooster. Sheikh Karim Nawaz came out of his mansion and sat under the transformer. Soon, people gathered. Two hundred rupees were sent with Saeed and Bilal to arrange the grave. Three hundred rupees were given to Babu Jalal to buy camphor, rose water, and flowers for the burial. Jabbar Halwai even brought a piece of fresh sweet for the mourners. Together, the people of Mohsin Mohalla collected eight hundred and eleven rupees for Master Sahib’s funeral. --- Moral of the Story: Society often forgets the most honest and straightforward people while they live, yet remembers them with respect only after they are gone. True kindness is not in showing respect at the grave, but in standing by the needy while they are alive.
By Ihtisham Ulhaqabout a year ago in Humans
Are You Nervous About Shaking Hands?
I had to visit my bank manager today. I was sitting and waiting when I saw him come out of his office and move toward me. “Hello, Calvin?” more of a question than a greeting. He then nervously extended his hand for me to shake. Eyes fixed on mine to see if I would respond or withdraw.
By Calvin Londonabout a year ago in Humans
The Silence World. AI-Generated.
Noise has always been with us — the hum of cities, the chatter of neighbors, the engines of progress. But something shifted in the 21st century: silence became not just scarce, but something you have to buy. In an age of constant notifications, relentless traffic, open office plans, and algorithm-driven feeds, quiet is no longer the natural state of human life. It’s a commodity. And like every commodity in late capitalism, it has a price tag.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıranabout a year ago in Humans
A Complete Guide to Living a Balanced and Healthy Life
What Is Health? Health is more than just the absence of illness; it is a state of complete physical, mental, and social well-being. The World Health Organization (WHO) emphasizes that good health allows individuals to live productive, fulfilling lives. It impacts every aspect of our daily existence—from energy levels and mood to productivity and longevity. In today’s fast-paced world, taking care of your health has become more important than ever.
By salamguideabout a year ago in Humans
Step-by-Step Guide to Job Search in London England for Professionals
London’s job market is vast, competitive, and full of opportunities across various industries. This step-by-step guide will walk you through the process of a successful job search London England, offering practical tips and insights to help you stand out and secure your ideal role.
By Vocation Wizardabout a year ago in Humans
Cancer Woman and Leo Man Compatibility Score. AI-Generated.
The pairing between a Cancer woman and a Leo man is both magnetic and challenging. Cancer, ruled by the Moon, thrives on emotional depth, sensitivity, and nurturing energy, while Leo, ruled by the Sun, radiates confidence, warmth, and passion. Together, this creates a relationship that feels like night meeting day—each bringing what the other lacks, but also clashing when differences aren’t well balanced.
By Inspire and Funabout a year ago in Humans
