• How Do You Know The Grass Isn’t Always Greener On The Other Side?

    Have you ever heard the phrase, “Grass is always greener on the other side”?

    The first time I heard it, I didn’t think much of it. But somehow, over time, it stayed with me— somewhere within. This thought recently resurfaced and maybe it was there subconsciously all along. It goes something like this: how do we know the grass is greener on the other side before even going there? What is this “other side”? Why do people even go there? Many such questions remain unanswered- often mysteries to our complex human minds.

    If I dig deeper, doesn’t the crux of this saying center around how unhappy human beings often are in their given roles or the parts they play? After going through various ebbs and flows of life, and experiencing chaos both internally and externally, this realisation dawned on me that whether the grass is greener on the other side or not, I will face that on my own— without someone dictating the outcome to me. And like many other people, I found out that the grass was indeed greener in some parts, yet full of weeds in others.

    So now the question arises— how do we know the grass is not greener if we never make an effort to step to the other side? Life does not come with guarantees. Moving, leaving, or escaping will not automatically bring success or happiness. However, it can bring a much-needed sense of order to our chaos. I truly believe that peace comes from within- our inner soul and character— and that seeking happiness solely in the external factors is a kind of delusion. But sometimes, changing our external environment is imperative. Not because it has a 100% success rate, but because it equips us to handle our chaos better. This mayhem and turbulence can be a better one since it’s our chosen storm rather than the one imposed on us. It can be a calmer kind of chaos- one we consciously choose because we already know how it feels to live our worst selves in our current state. This, in itself, is a strong reason enough to take the plunge to the other side. 

    Challenging our inner narrative and reconnecting with our soul requires changing the external systemic oppression caused by society or certain people. At times, we are unhappy, not because of who we are, but because of how the world functions, how oppressive or regressive its perspectives can be. I believe, at such a juncture, moving away or redefining our environment can help us rediscover our mindset.

    So, the debate isn’t really about whether the grass is always greener on the other side. Rather, the thought worth pondering is this: every side has both flowers and weeds. It becomes our responsibility and choice to walk through both. 

  • Daily writing prompt
    What is your favorite form of physical exercise?

    Dancing or more precisely Latin dancing- it is my way of expressing myself in the most authentic form. When I dance, I forget the external world and connect deeply with my internal self and soul. I feel enchanted, rejuvenated, and transported to a realm where every piece of the puzzle called life fits.

    When I am dancing and moving, I am at peace. I am present in the moment. This allows me to void myself of the endless loops of thoughts, worries, anxiety, and stress. It is the highest form of meditation, self-care and my personal safe space.

    The joy that I feel is incomparable to any other activity. Bachata, Salsa, and Samba are beautiful forms of expressions that lets me communicate myself without words. They make me feel centered, calm, and realigned with my purpose.

  • Daily writing prompt
    What food would you say is your specialty?

    Ah, if I had a nickel for everytime someone asked me this question, well I’d be broke. I don’t know how to cook a proper meal. Cooking for me is a stressful activity and also being AuDHD doesn’t help much. Although, if I have to answer, I’d choose eggs. I can never go wrong with preparing a decent set of eggs. It doesn’t matter the type or shape. The taste is always good.

    Nevertheless, at least I can cook for myself which is for me the whole point. Eggs represent breakfast food for me. There is nothing more I love than a good brekkie. A full English breakfast is love. I enjoy eggs though, it’s versatile and easy to prepare. That said, since cooking doesn’t interest me, I love food, I like eating and trying different cuisines at different restaurants.

    Food is my love language and a mood enhancer. On my low days, which are quite frequent, a good meal can uplift my spirits. Korean or Mexican cuisine especially gives me the energy to face the day. Even something as simple and appetizing as chicken wings can be uplifting.

  • Choice or Circumstance: Who Truly Decides?

    For a while there, I have been contemplating this idea of forced choice. It is easier for someone to say that everything we do in life is our own decision- that we always have the option to choose A or B or C. And yes, blaming other people for our choices can sometimes be misconstrued as immaturity or cowardice. While I partly agree with this. Ultimately, we decide to act in a particular way. Yet somehow there also exists this undeniable notion of ‘forced choice’, where we are bound by our circumstances or the people in our lives. Nonetheless, every now and then, we really do not necessarily have free will, but are placed under a microscope and told to pick one option, which is more often than not the only single alternative available. 

    In a society where people are still obliged to perform certain tasks due to their environment, socio-economic status, financial burden, trauma, family, expectations, lack of self-awareness, or literally a million more reasons, not everyone can freely live the way they deem fit. This isn’t merely an opinion- rather, it’s evident in the world we see today, even within the most self-proclaimed developed economies. 

    Forced choice narrows down the options. It eliminates the unwanted ones and leaves us with the perplexity of deciding on the most convenient option given our circumstances. This indeed poses a greater risk of choosing something we clearly don’t want, but are bound by the happenings around us. So, now my question is: when this happens, is it really our fault, or are we sometimes allowed to pass on the blame? 

    Could there be one answer? Perhaps not. From my perspective, life is not black and white; it is filled with grey areas, loopholes, and contradictions. And let’s be honest, without them, our lives would be straightforward, narrow, and suffocating. It’s not a debate with a set conclusion. What truly matters is that we are aware of our actions and accept responsibility for the roles we play in the story of our own lives. However, this does not negate the fact that circumstances and people can be exempted from assuming accountability. Sometimes, blame ought to be acknowledged and directed outwards, not as an excuse but as a recognition of the harm that wreaks havoc on someone’s life, whether intentional or unintentional. 

    So, I would like to leave it with you, dear readers, is there ever just one answer? Or are we allowed to shift our perspectives and admit that no today is similar to yesterday and no tomorrow will be identical to today? 

  • Living Authentically: Breaking Free from Societal Checklists

    Having it all figured out in your life- Is it really your self-awareness or about living up to people’s expectations?

    Isn’t it ironic when people say your 20s are about figuring out your goals, your personality, yourself, yet at the same time you’re expected to have your path completely sorted? Get your degree, start a job, earn promotions, get married, have kids, and the checklist goes on. 

    While the former is acceptable and works for some people, the latter is usually the more highly regarded achievement metric. Self-discovery is celebrated in words, and achievement is often measured in metrics. Life is not about choosing sides or deciphering right or wrong. That is completely absurd. Rather, it is about individuality, unique perspectives, and the way you see and reflect the world around you. 

    More often than not, having a set plan is tied to reputation, especially living up to parental and societal expectations. Many do not mean harm or have ill intentions. Yet, sometimes good intentions can lead to actions that hurt people. These actions can affect children who have become adults. They are then capable of forming their own opinions and self-awareness.

    We often forget the most valuable lesson that reputation is earned through an individual’s actions. It is not built on your child’s shoulders. Reputation is not tied to a pre-designed future in which they will not have a say. Yes, material things and money matter. They grant us access to buy stuff, which puts a smile on our faces. Yet, they are not a measure of success or achievement.

    Accomplishments can never be weighed in numbers. They are found in how peaceful you are when going to bed. They are in whether you showed kindness that day. They are also in the choice to wake up in the morning despite having a hard yesterday. Simply choosing to wake up again is sometimes the hardest part of life and choosing it again and again is the greatest victory. 

    This is not idealism or a far-fetched concept; it is a reality we should strive for and embrace. 

    Parenting, after all, is the only role in the world that demands selflessness and acceptance. This is true even though it often goes thankless. Loving a child does not mean loving only when they follow your script, but you love your child ‘despite’ as they are carving their own journey. This in no way means excusing bad behavior or dangerous actions. But it does mean that relationships are not give and take. You cannot expect children to follow in your footsteps all the time and not carve their own niche. At the end we are raising a person, not a robot.

    Children should be celebrated for having their own identity, opinions, and reflections- This is parenting done right. 

    Because as soon as we think about relationships as give and take, we fail altogether as human beings. And this is where humanity comes to a standstill and we as a society become the worst version of ourselves. 

    So here’s a call to action- stop forcing a person to have it all figured out. It is life, not a marathon and life itself holds the control, not us. Struggles are not failures, rather stepping stones to a journey unknown and mystical. Only after a long struggle do we find solace. We gain a sense of purpose. We learn about who we want to be, rather than what we ought to do the way people around us expect.

    Don’t put people in a single box; the human mind was never designed for one role, one label, one path. We are allowed to have many hats, to evolve, to hold contradictions. 

    Live and let live and embrace uniqueness without attaching it to reputation or expectations. The only thing worth figuring out is how to live with freedom, kindness, and compassion without reducing life to a checklist.  

  • I am a 27-year-old neurodivergent individual trying to navigate the chaos of life in its most mysterious and authentic form. I am AuDHD; for those unfamiliar with the term, it describes someone who is both autistic and ADHD.

    This blog is not just one version of life, but many. Because life isn’t meant to be narrowed down to a single box; it is a tapestry of experiments, attempts, failures, lessons, and growth. To me, accomplishment isn’t defined by any outcome or result, but by the effort it takes to show up and keep going and sometimes just waking up.

    (And yes, I digress often- very much an AuDHD trait!)

    This is the journey of some of my experiences, reflections, advocacy, awareness not just on neurodivergence but also feminism, society, mental health, self-care, boundaries, personal growth, resources, tools, and much more. For me, this space is a way to express myself openly and unapologetically. It’s about talking honestly about things often labeled as “taboo” but which are, in reality, deeply human. It’s also about embracing the parts of myself that are and always will be a beautiful chaos.

    If you are figuring life out, battling identity questions, or navigating constant waves of confusion, you are welcome here. This is a safe space for us to reflect, unmask, and grow together.

    So here’s to storytelling, unmasking, finding ways of coping, and simply beginning- whether that’s today, tomorrow, or somewhere in between.