I’m 32 at the time of this writing. Over the past decade, I’ve made a ton of avoidable — and unavoidable — mistakes in all the important areas of my life.
These areas include financial pitfalls, taking my health for granted, avoiding nurturing relationships, misguided prioritizing of tasks and plans, flawed and ineffective scheduling, career missteps, and excessive pockets of self-doubt, self-loathing, and ineffectual pondering.
However, through my pristine 20s, these same errors in judgement and calculation have simultaneously served as indispensable stepping-stones toward a lifted horizon, a broader outlook, tidbits of rudimentary wisdom, and course correction that will benefit…
My grandma was born to Punjabi parents in Pakistan before the partition. One of thirteen brothers and sisters, my grandmother, whom I call “Nani Mama,” was born toward the tail end of that long list of siblings.
After the partition, the whole family moved to India, staying in Mumbai. My granny was married into a Sikh family in Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh (a state in North India), but the newlyweds amicably separated and Nani Mama moved to Bangalore in the south, with her three children in tow.
She was suddenly faced with the prospect of having to not just feed her…
In 2016, an old friend and I began a charitable project in New Delhi, India. It was an effort close to our hearts.
We launched a nonprofit campaign aimed at uplifting underserved communities in our immediate neighbourhoods.
Our mission was to get people to contribute to our diverse, one-off campaigns by participating physically (in the flesh), as opposed to merely sending us a cheque (or an envelope with money) from the comfort of their homes.
My friend and I lived in the same locality (walking distance from each other’s homes). This made it easy for us to convene, pool our…
I’m an online personal trainer. I’ve been training people in this format, through a screen, for over a year.
Over time, I’ve amassed a group of hard-working clients, many of whom are now great friends of mine.
Naturally, of all the clients I train, not all are equally dedicated to crafting their ideal bodies.
Some vastly outweigh the others by a large margin in their fitness performance, while living with a deficit in motivation. Others display a boatload of motivation (enough to boost my enthusiasm, even), but fizzle out of energy when push comes to shove.
I witness glaring variations…
This one’s going to come straight from the deepest recesses of my heart because that’s how meaningful this subject matter is to me.
I’m going to write about how I convinced myself to pursue a creative passion (writing) for 21 days straight. This is the first time it’s happened in my adult life.
I will close each point with a few relatable questions to ponder, if you’re on the edge about diving into your own creative pursuit, but need someone to gently push you from behind.
These creative pursuits, for you, might be dancing, singing, photography, writing, acting, web design…
Leveraging a self-invented method, and a supremely fun habit, I now know the names of all the countries on our revolving planet. I also know their precise location on the world’s political map.
It’s an unparalleled high — one that I wish I could share with my Geography teacher from high school, who ignored me in class because of my fleeting attention and my utter lack of interest in the subject.
Here, I am going to walk you through how I’ve managed this feat. From the outset, it can feel like it’s highly complex. But I assure you, it’s not…
For the first time in my adult life, I’ve written for an hour every day, for the past 30 days.
This article is number thirteen on my list of output produced. I am incredibly proud of my newfound gusto, and the corresponding drive required to stick to this almost-formed habit.
I’m moving toward a 6-month target of daily scribbling, and I’m doing it with two trump cards in my pocket. I’ve made tireless, daily efforts to imbibe the two upcoming markers of initial writing success.
I invite you to ponder these, and to incorporate aspects that strike you as potentially…
Over the last 1,825 days, or 5 years (ignoring the extra day in a leap year), I’ve read 1,825 hours.
This has strictly included non-fiction books spanning a broad spectrum.
I want to shine a bright light on what led to me picking my first paperback up. Then, I will describe why I’ve managed to stay loyal to this activity (my personally experienced reasons for staying the course), racking up all these hours.
I will explain these in an oversimplified manner, sans the fluff and habit-based psychology.
To end, I will provide a few friendly recommendations for the eager/curious individual.
Oftentimes, meeting our future long-distance partner is the product of a chance encounter — such as on a holiday abroad, at a friend’s wedding on another continent, or on a hiking trip in the Himalayas.
These encounters frequently work in mystical ways, beyond the logical reasoning of our analytical minds.
We can’t predict where — and under what circumstances — that ideal personality will show up at the proverbial doorstep of our heart.
Yet, it happens all over the world and has likely been happening since the beginning of recorded history. …
I’m a sucker for the popular world of habits.
If you’ve clicked on this, I’m going to assume that you’re like me. And if we’re not alike, I will assume that you are — at the very least — mildly curious about habit-making, habit-forming, and/or habit-enacting.
I’ve been toying with morning routines for as long as I can recall. I was doing this to establish a point of anchor through my day — one that I could draw strength from, as the world unloaded itself on me through the remainder of each day.
Granted, you’re probably under the assumption that…