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Grief & Old Crockery
I have a corner wooden shelf in our house that stores cutlery for ages. It’s modestly built, and for some weird reason, it is coloured rusted orange on the outside with wooden varnish inside. My mother is very emotional about it, as it holds the remnant pieces of the dinner set her mother gave her…
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The Story of My House.
This house holds within itself stories of 24 people who used to live here. Some of them passed away peacefully in different continents, some in the same premises breathed their last, and the ones alive, which makes the majority of the next generation, left it, to pursue and explore their destinies elsewhere. I tried to…
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Work related Grief
In our last month’s edition, I shared a story of the Orange pastry, which, as trivial as the flavor of an Orange pastry, made me relook and reset, and find my purpose. Continuing on our “Journey of Self ” to find our purpose and a way out from burnout & being Resilient. Today, I come…
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Heal through Writing
As a Coach, while it took me several years to fully understand who I serve and what’s my purpose. One pattern that I found emerging from my creation, is that the content, posts and notes mostly revolved around struggles of my younger version, traumas of childhood, my stories of failure and courage. I find no qualms…
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